The story was written for fun not profit. If the reality of unfaithful women isn't your thing you're in the wrong place. ************************************** So, I'm kind of back into it again. The wife trapper thing. That fucking cunt Samantha gave me a valuable lesson. I let myself get too relaxed like most guys and like most women Sam took to strange...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Pardon me for the delay in posting this chapter, Folks. It was due to circumstances beyond my control. As the title of this chapter implies, it's all about TYTAN getting down and dirty. Please skip if you're not interested. Tyler Tyron Wesley vs. Tanesha Ashton Dedicated to LLAP Giving in to desire! *** Tane...
Author's note: This story is co-written with another author called LL. It's based on Gilmore girls and is a Rory/Lorelai pairing so if you don't like mother/daughter stories you should read no further. * "Sweet eighteen and never been..." sang Lorelai Gilmore as threw herself on the bed like it was a trampoline and it was her Eighteenth Birthday, not her...
I died. And it felt...comforting. I'd gone out looking into the face of the second woman I had ever truly loved, while the dead body of the first lay just feet away. Maybe I'd see her soon. Then I felt a searing pain in my chest as an electric shock ripped through me, hearing someone yell "CLEAR!" as I got zapped yet again. I fell back as I heard someone s...
Well, here I am again, debating categories. I decided on "First Time" but I considered "Mature" and "Romance". All those facets, or so I hope, can be found here but the heart of the story is a young man's first time. So, here it is and if you disagree with my choice of categories, I offer my apologies. I sent this to my friend, LarryInSeattle, more than a...
INTRODUCTION Sonny-Bill Tripp stepped off the bus at Flaxton City and passed wind, the legacy of half-cooked onions in a hamburger he'd eaten at the last stop four hours ago. He was weary with a sore butt from sitting for 33 hours in buses traveling to his hometown. He was almost broke from a bad day and night at poker when his mom received the call from h...
The night sounds and smells traveling on the air told April that it was truly summer in Mississippi. The traffic, just off the clinic grounds, told her it was highway 90 running there. It was the same as everything else at the clinic. The highway was the old version of highway 90. The one that wound it's way through town, not the new one that by passed, the...
This is an old story line used many times on this web site. This is my feeble attempt at it. Many thanks to my friend Charlie who provided the editing and some good old fashioned guidance. Free pass, what exactly does that mean? Well when I was a kid growing up in rural NZ free pass was a game we played, maybe some would know it better as bulrush or just...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to "A Week On The Lake" and "Snowed In." A few of the characters in this story appear in the "Lucky Cable Guy" stories also. Readers of my previous stories will already be aware that sometimes my group sex scenes involve guys messing around with each other, "so if that doesn't seem like your particular brand of vodka, help you...
I Standing quite some distance above the black, turbulent waters below, Miles Scott had never been more aware of the genuine fragility of his own life. But despite this particular awareness as he teetered upon the edge of a precipice of life-threatening proportions, he felt strangely calm. The city, now that the night was here, was dead quiet and hauntingl...