In the previous story Brandi finds out that her son, she had put up for adoption, sixteen years prior, was at her home. We were on our way to California. I was very lucky to get a flight out of Tanzania, that morning at ten. I estimated, it was going to take twenty-three hours to get to our home in California. We had plenty of time for Brandi to explain wha...
{This is just something else that happened, I jot them down when they do. Nothing really sexy here. One of these days I will gather the stories all up and put them in order, that might help things make sense.} +++ First, let me say I have the best old lady on planet Earth! Sure, I am prejudiced about that, I admit it. It is also true. In some stories I...
I awoke with a start. Sitting bolt upright and sticking to the plastic strapping of the lawn chair, I squinted hard and tried to blink some clarity into the blazing world that I had awoken to. I reeked of booze and looking at my arms, hands and chest I realized that I was covered in beer. Hearing a familiar chuckle I strained to make out the silhouetted f...
She was short, plump, had big tits (40DD she said) and had long, thick black hair that hung down to her ass. But she also had something that most short chubby girls don't have - she had sex appeal! She had that certain something, an aura if you will, that just radiated from her. When she walked into a room and you saw her you got an immediate hard on, your p...
Sorry that it has been such a long time between stories. I have enjoyed reading thoughts about my first two stories and getting to know some of my "fans". This particular story happens as the summer months die down and the autumn winds arrive turning all that is green into oranges and brown. I had recently returned to Knoxville to pick up some more of my thi...
A rose by any other name will never be as sexy as the one who came into my life twenty years ago. At sixty, Rose Tucker is still full of youthful vitality and steamy sexuality. The passage of time has not wilted my Rose. Talking with her yesterday, sent my mind back in time two decades. I was a twenty year old at loose ends having recently buried my fiancee...
"Nice knickers," Errol whispered as he stood in the frame of the kitchen door. "What did you say?" I retorted without taking my eyes off the TV. "I like your knickers…you suit black…very sexy." He grinned then took a long drag on his cigarette. I nervously ran my hand along the back of my jeans until I touched an inch or two of my lacy thong. Immediately...
In times of war, men and women are called upon to do terrible things. War is useless, wasteful and devastating. Yet it's a constant part of human existence. Often it's a large scale conflict involving powerful nations. Other times, it can be a war between households, businesses, neighbors, friends and family members. War cannot be avoided. I think it's part...
Marianna Vasquez-Anselmo looked at Peter Samson's sleeping form, and grinned. The tall, dark-skinned young man whom she affectionately referred to as her "Angelito Negro" or Black Angel, was asleep at last. Hard to believe that this loco American was the same guy she met eight months, when he barged into the Student Affairs Office at the Universidade Catolic...
Chapter One: The Apprentice Uhrla eagerly drew her moistened lips up and down, thrilling at the throbbing shaft vibrating along her tongue. The prisoner above her moaned and writhed, quietly clinking the chains that held his hands fast above his head. Her hands kneaded his testicles, massaging the seed they held. How she longed to taste his salty cream, th...