We had just finished lunch and were sitting on the deck in the backyard. It was beautiful out today. There was a cool breeze softly blowing giving the air a little chill to it but the clear skies and the beating sun made it perfect for sitting outside. I took a deep breath of clean air and smiled to myself at how good it felt going into my lungs. Teagan smi...
A special thanks to en_extase, who graciously and generously gave his time to edit this story. All persons and characters featured in this story are 18 years or older. Please do not copy, reuse, or reproduce without explicit written permission of the author. * A suburb outside of San Francisco Mon Sept 4, 2006 11:53 PM I'm naked. Joe's broad hand is bu...
Author's ed. notes: Thank you to my readers. I am humbled by the responses I have already received. I hope you will enjoy this latest installment. To new readers: All my stories are long with most of the hot sex in later chapters, but I think worth the wait. Please enjoy. This story currently has one sequel, soon to be published, "That's Snow Biz!" ****...
This is a repost of a story that I wrote for Valentine's day a few years ago. I hope you enjoy it. * * * * Cupid was dead. A trickle of bright red blood still wound its way from the gunshot wound blackened by gunpowder just above his nose. His eyes held a startled expression, his face still held a half smile, as if he had been about to greet someone when...
I posted three parts of the adventures of Englishman Lee Peach some time ago on this site and this late addition follows requests for more about this weirdo. He is about to wean off licking mommy's stocking tops and become a 24-hour sensation in Austalia. The story and characters are 100% fiction, there is no need to point out minor errors and the grammar...
I would like to thank SouthPacific for his editing work on this story, his offer to edit this story was very much appreciated. Any errors in this story are mine and mine alone. ***** I had been up since just before dawn and, considering it was still dark, I hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary. To be honest, mind you, I wasn't looking. I had heard T...
Cold rain whipped my face as I stepped from the train into the brisk November evening. I had left my car parked at the station knowing that I would not need it anymore. It was several blocks to my destination, a dingy strip bar where I would drown my sorrows and prepare for the inevitable. It was wet and miserable, but I was oblivious to the discomfort as...
Vivian Kwong grew up in Australia to Chinese parents. She was kind of small, but entirely gorgeous. It wasn't just me that thought so, at uni I had a constant battle for her attention. Long wavy hair, sparkling eyes, kissable lips. Viv wasn't one to show off her body, but occasionally she would wear a tight knitted jumper and tight jeans. It was enough to sh...
Part 2 (corrected) Like with part one, I managed to download the wrong copy of this story. This one is the edited one and, hopefully, will read a little better. Thanks for taking the time to read it and I hope you'll enjoy it. Lydia... After having left my boyfriend, Mark, I ended up in the home of Brad and Barb Cullen, the couple who opened my eyes to...
50 Steps – III We walked out of the Waldorf as a busload of Japanese tourists disembarked and entered the hotel, winding our way through the maze of suitcases being unloaded onto the sidewalk and, since the street was pretty much deserted at this time, jaywalked across. "Doesn't Rome look lovely like this? Quiet streets, moonlight. And it's not hot," I ca...