Eyes drawn to the all-male presence entering the door, Kinsey watched him stride up to the bar in a bleached white shirt and well-worn levis. His dirty blonde hair was blown back from riding in the brisk night air, cheeks flushed with windburn. She wasn't the only one taking him in. A couple dozen hungry eyes were eating up his 6 foot plus frame, defined bic...
The forest was dense, thick branches hid the way ahead forcing the four women to push through gaps that weren't really there as the foliage scraped and scratched them, making life very uncomfortable. "This can't be the way, there's something wrong" said Minerva from behind the leader, Carandar. "This is the way the stone's pointing, so why don't you shut up...
First the standard disclaimer. All characters and events in this story are fictional. ***** Info to set the stage. We were a late mid-twenties couple. I worked full time as mechanic and Rachel my wife part time as a secretary in a small office. We decided to buy a house and pay it off before starting a family there were 18 payments left. With a healthy s...
Chapter 1: Moving In This story relates my thoughts on how life might have developed if events had turned out differently with Meryl -- if we had both left our respective spouses, Dick and Alex, and been able to move in together. Much of this first part of this chapter happened as it is told, but sadly, Meryl never did leave Dick for reasons recounted in my...
I know it took a long time to get Chapter 11 out—and you do have my sincerest apologies for that. I also revised Chapter 10, adding a bit more story to it to flesh it out better. Life happens. So do rewrites (I think I must have made two dozen). Author perfectionism is a disease, I know. That said, I do hope you enjoy this set of chapters. :D Thank you, f...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This stand-alone story covers the end of Dara's time in Bangkok, but not her last week in Thailand. Reading the other "Dara..." stories is suggested but not required. For the convenience of those who read the other stories, the chapters are numbered sequentially. These chapters f...
This is the second installment of 'Meeting Me at the Ritz'... it's better read after reading the first. We continue as Michelle, the redhead has just been (wo)man-handled by The Reverend's wife while sitting at the bar. After reading, I encourage you to vote on my writing, and to comment if it so pleases you. * "You're welcome, Honey. Now, if I may?" and...
Many thanks to 12yknot for his suggestions and editing assistance. ************************* Waking up on Tuesday, May 5th, the morning after my library streak (WVC Ch:31), I leapt out of bed without bothering to put on any clothes, eager to check my e-mail. With my cock swinging heavily between my thighs, I crossed the room to my desk, hoping to find a me...
This is chapter five in this retrospect of an affair I had with the most exciting, sexually free, provocative and open minded woman I've ever had the pleasure of knowing and having in my life, my wife included in that assessment. Yes, I'm married and playing around behind her back. And yes I know what that makes me, but I can live with that. Let's face it...
Millie at eighteen always tried to shock the others and her mother with outrageous comments and her hints about wild sexual behavior. Being the youngest, most of her words were bravado. Still her sisters and her mom, along with most of the people she knew, backed down giving her some thrilling power to stun and see shocked embarrassed eyes. Last week's date...