I'm still not sure this story truly qualifies as noir. But, readers' comments suggest that the first chapter was generally well received. Thank you. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as d...
There is not much sex in the story, and once again Blackrandl1958 has made lemonade out of lemons. She fucked him under the live oak tree... And he caught his dick in his zipper *** "It isn't how big or small his dick is. What's important it is what he does with it, and he gets off of me with a harder dick than you get on me with, and he uses it better th...
At five the next morning Taggart slipped the dock lines from their cleats; he hopped back on board and into the cockpit, and once there he put the transmission into reverse. Using the bow thruster, he kept Time Bandit centered in the slip as he backed-down into the marina's entrance channel, then he pointed the bow upriver and motored towards Gothenburg's ci...
"Man, you devoured that!" Roxie was only halfway through her plate, even though she'd started first. "D'ya want more?" "Yes!" She slid her plate to him and turned back to the stove. Beez had stopped caring what it might be as soon as he realized it was good. It was funny how, not that long ago, he would have turned up his nose at even off-brand foods. Hi...
I had just gotten my pants back up when Jeff and his girlfriend, MaryEllen, walked into the dorm room Jeff and I shared. Jeff went straight in to the bathroom, when MaryEllen smirked at me and said, "If you're going to jack off in this room, maybe you at least ought to do it in the bathroom." I was busted. I didn't realize it for a second, but a deep breath...
Thanks to everyone who wrote me and gave me input. It is appreciated. I won't be writing much in the summer months since we move to the beach. I am working on a story but it will be a series of tales on a subject. Each story could stand on its own. We love the outdoors and spend most of our time there. It also gives me time to think up new stories or even...
Sunday morning arrived sooner than Markus had anticipated. The alarm clock set to 5 am went off and he slapped it tiredly, hearing it fall off of his nightstand and clatter to the floor next to an empty bottle of Jameson whiskey. He could barely remember anything from last night and wondered how he had gotten home. Where was Cynthia? His eyes opened wider...
I usually wake up with a case of morning wood, but it's not often that that it's caused by a young blonde vixen sucking on my dick. Britt and I had napped a couple hours after a marathon session of oral delight. She had originally come over for breakfast, but we ended up on my second-floor studio and things just, well, happened. A glance at the clock on the...
All characters in this story series are at least 18 years old ---------- Growing up, my best friend's name was Mark. We had grown up on the same street and gone to the same school since we were in kindergarten. Mark was the baby in a beautiful family. His father had passed away when we were freshmen in high school, and it was hard on Mark and his family,...
My dearest readers: thanks for waiting so patiently for this next storyline! I can't wait to hear what you think! Cheers ~ firstkiss xo * The last dregs of oil dripped from the oil pan and into the discard container. I had wiped the drain spout with a rag and was recapping it when the sound of footsteps caught my attention. I didn't have to slide out from...