I found this on my PC recently. I have posted this chapter in the 'BDSM Category' although I originally intended the story to develop as a Bisexual three-way novella. This opening chapter will only appeal to readers who enjoy the idea of lesbian 'forced straight sex' with a male. It was inspired by something that happened a long time ago to a guy I knew. I...
Chapter 3: Grinding the Rumor Mill Typical of a Saturday afternoon, the break room was solely occupied. Daniella broke the silence of the room with the clicking of her shoes across the tile floor. Madison savored a homemade lunch comprised of chopped romaine salad with grilled chicken. She was buried in her latest read, a romantic mystery novel with plenty...
Just color me one lucky bastard. I just finished a very successful week in London, having accomplished all my company set out for me to do and then some. Our company negotiated a favorable supply agreement thanks in no small part to a conversation I had overheard. Add in a very steamy romantic encounter with an incredible yet down-to-earth Aussie girl, and I...
Oh Jesus, what time is it and what the fuck is that noise? Am I dreaming? My groggy eyes struggle open. A door closes. Is that Maddy? Christ it is! That’s her giggle. The LED display on the bedside alarm beams 3:10. There is the sound of a male voice. Who the hell is that? I start to roll over as I hear someone enter the bedroom. “Hey baby, is that you?” I...
Ron Melor lay across the couch, his head in his wife's lap, and sighed. His wife's soft, caring fingers stroked their way through his hair, curling slightly as they moved. As they traveled down the side of his face, they followed the curve of his temple and cheek. Her thumb grazed his jawline each time, at which point she would return the hand to its startin...
I lay in bed, my head pounding, and I stared at the ceiling. A dull ache throbbed in my abdomen and the back of my thighs. I was cold, and a mound of blankets and sheets sat huddled on top of me like a fabric mountain, wrinkled and sweat-stained. Despite how I felt, I couldn't help but flash on the images of the day: Mrs. Tasker on top of me, bucking, and Ma...
Maddie sighed, tired from the hike but moved by the gorgeous vista before her. Dwight was right- This mountain, crowded with skiers during the winter, was largely ignored in the hot months, leaving a verdant scattering of grass avenues and rich, tall trees that were totally devoid of anyone, save the two of them. Her muscular frame growing restless, Maddie t...
Hi all – Bob here! So, I've been married to Dawn for just under nine years now. Sorry you didn't get invited to the wedding but, as you can imagine, it was a bit of a wild affair – or at least that's what I'm told – I drank far too much and remember nothing between the speeches and waking in the morning with my arm around Dawn's waist and my cock between her...
Chapter 8 - Chris has a Vision It was still dark when Chris was clutching me and squeezing my morning hardness. "Oh god, I had the most incredible dream!" I tucked her into me and rubbed her shoulder. "It's ok, Chris. We are here." "No, no. I have to tell you before I forget. It's just too wild to believe." Maddy was wide awake now and rubbing on Chris a...
In the pre-dawn hours a light streaks across the sky. Not from the sun. But, from a missile cruising like a jet across the heavens. Its trajectory imminent. The destruction inevitable. No noise to back it up. Almost as if God was spitting light on the First Day. Maybe he was. Below on the Cruise ship Beautiful Dreamer, Madigan Ridge comforted a devolved Sab...