Susan: My life had slowly descended into hell over the last two years. It just gradually seemed to develop. A general feeling of dissatisfaction that came and went, at first - but then came and stayed with me longer and longer and slowly morphed into perpetual unhappiness and gloom. I tried to ignore it all at the beginning and just concentrate more on my k...
Synopsis: In the last chapter, Jim and Bette accepted an invitation to a weekend swing party. The party continues: * * * * * Bridget grinned at me. "I do love to pet a man's bum, I do," she said in her lilting accent. She was lushly, gloriously, naked. She happily crawled up my body and offered her right breast to my mouth. "Is this what you wanted, then?"...
CHAPTER 1 There was speculation that the recently arrived young graduate from Chicago, Sinead Morgan, would take this year's title of Miss Prairie but she wasn't even in the final seven. A fairly strict upbringing had taught Sinead and her sister and two brothers that a guy sins if he pays for sex and likewise so does a girl if she gives sex in return for a...
This is a brief story that's been bouncing around my brain for a while. If you're looking for one sex scene after another you should look elsewhere. There's not much sex in this story—just enough to make the story interesting. Of course, all participants in sexual activities are adults—above the age of 18. I hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writ...
This is a bisexual story and for the two of you who think this belongs under the gay heading it’s time you entered the real world… Bisexuality and gay are NOT the same thing. Bisexuals enjoy both sexes not just one. Enough said. So, again to the two of you, do all of us a favor and stop reading my stories. Dinner and Drinks for Three” What a treat it...
[This is a work of fiction. Names, characters and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] ***** Shortly after 9.00 on a drizzly Thursday morning in London, the first of the day's telephone calls announced itself. Propping the hand-piece between her left shoulder an...
Chapter 05 Hot American Love Is Coming! Connor woke up early Saturday morning -- way too early for breakfast yet. He had forgotten to ask Dana and Polly what kind of 'extra arm work' he needed, so he did a little internet research work. Dana's spectacular rope work on stage made him think of trapeze artists from the circus. He found lots of examples of wo...
Joan's Story Author's note: This is part 3 of The Dirty Old Man stories. It's from Joan's POV. It deals with how she has become dependent on the Andrews. This is a fantasy and all characters are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely accidental. Every character that has sex in this story is well over the age of 18. I do suggest you r...
The air conditioner kept the tractor cab to the same comfort level as my living room in spite of the ninety-five degrees of searing, July heat. I hit the hydraulics to raise the cultivator, made the turn, and lined back up on the next eight rows of soybeans. Another tap on the hydraulic lever caused the gleaming sweeps to bite into the rich, black, Illinois...
Rhonda went straight to work from where she'd spent the night, on a yacht with a young engineer from Denmark. Her two friends had been with her, one attracting the owner of the vessel and the other a friend of the owner who helped sail the boat. . The six of them had a wild night. Fortunately Rhonda kept a full change of clothes and a full make-up kit in h...