Jack Parks and Kim Johnson had been dating for a little over 2 years. For the past several weeks, Kim had been talking about a contest she wanted to enter for a chance to win a cruise for herself and her girlfriends. With her birthday approaching, Jack thought if he won the cruise, it would make the perfect present. At 5’ 5” tall, 130 pounds, and long blonde...
He came in every Friday, always at 9 o'clock in the evening. He never said a word when he came in. Tall, long hair, very ordinary actually. But he had a pair of the most vivid amber eyes I had ever seen! His name was Joe. Quiet Joe as I called him. Oh he'd laugh at the jokes I told and would smile sweetly. Not those cheap; I'm being nice smiles. No his smil...
Prologue This is the latest in a series of stories that involve our hero, Tom. Tom, a six foot tall, thirty something ex football player, who now travels around the world picking up odd jobs for friends or people he has met over the years. He retired when he ruptured his Achilles tendon but he keeps himself in good shape. Oh, and he has a thick 10 inch c...
Jan was a successful, professional woman working for a software company. She had been with them for almost 20 years and worked her way up to lower management. She loved the work that the company did but was uncomfortable with her position. Jan had been raised in a traditional way, dad goes to work and is the head of the house, what he says goes, mother stays...
This chapter will not make a whit of sense if you have not been following the story. The Sacred Band chapter eighteen Epilogue. told by Laura. Well of course we had a party to celebrate our freedom from Rotkoff, and every now and again from then 'til now we have got together at the Mardi Gras Roadhouse for an evening of reminiscence and remembrance. Ou...
E-mails. That's how this asinine article began. White wine spritzers at 3 AM cause a man to do things he normally wouldn't. At that hour, you have two choices: jack-off, or write. "Why decide?" I cry. "I'll do both!" Hence, a good portion of my stories were recorded one-handed style. Forty-two words per minute! A World record? Perhaps, but good luck findin...
This is a work of pure fiction. There is no connection to any real people or places. It is for your entertainment only and is not to be reproduced without written consent. There are a number of chapters planned for this series. I know it will be hard to categorize the content of each chapter because some chapters will contain elements of multiple categories...
Your name is Mike and you live in a small 2 bedroom apartment with your girlfriend Amy and your housemate Jamal. Unlike you, Amy and Jamal are both fit, athletic people who can easily draw the attention of others when wanted. Amy is 5’4, a blond bombshell with perky milkdrop breasts, and has one hell of a bubble butt in your opinion. So much so that the term...
Hema lay back on the rumpled bed thinking of the days gone by especially her new found relationship with Ananth. It was working out well, they both had enjoyed a few more sexual bouts after that night full of orgy with Meekri and were nearly in know-how of all the birth and wound marks on each other's bodies. The last fuck session for the lovelorn couple wa...
When you were fifteen, did you spend much time thinking about what life would be like at thirty? In your twenties, did you pine away hours thinking about life at forty and your first grey hair? Even in our thirties, age seemed such an arbitrary thing; there was plenty of time left. But hit your forties and those first aches and pains of aging come at you wit...