I made my way up the driveway, after having a few with the guys to end off the week. I was in no hurry to get home because I knew there wasn't anything going on tonight. The wife was out of town for the weekend and the other guys had stuff of their own going on. So I made my way up the rest of the driveway in this hard hitting thunderstorm. As I was almost t...
- Continues from Hard Rain, but can be read stand alone: You flinch, a reflex running from shoulder to toe, awoken, snapped awake. The rain pelting the windows, the wind blustering, rocking the carriage of your camper van, the trees "shhhhhushing" as they sway, and the thunder still rumbling hungry, hundreds, maybe thousands of feet above. Then you pick i...
After my divorce, I was a little gun-shy about relationships, but did quite a bit of casual dating. This was the golden age of online dating, when decent sites were free, tons of people were on them, and you could actually meet people. I was living in the south at the time, and attended church fairly regularly, so mentioned that in my profile. One of the re...
In the shadows, she waited, hungered. She saw him stroll by, his eyes searching the crowded sidewalk. Her hands stroked once down her body as she watched him, the one who looked for her. They were supposed to meet - an innocent encounter to see the festival. He didn't know she thought of him as more than friend. He only saw her innocence. Untouched but not...
The next morning Sam woke up at looked at the clock above the dresser and saw that it was after eleven. He had fallen asleep sometime after two in the morning and only after he had made himself cum. Sam looked up at the ceiling as he thought back to everything that took place the night before and could still hear Julie screaming out as she was screwed. Juli...
The first couple of weeks after the break-up were hard. I went to work, doing all of the things that needed to get done, before heading back to the barracks. What I did when I got to the barracks is long in the past, too far back for me to remember. I do recall there were a few times that my old roommate, as I had moved into a different barracks with my prom...
Please note. This is a straight continuation from part 1 and will not make sense in it's own right. Please read "Hands on the wall" first. I am finding that feed back is very welcome and helpful. Thanks, on with the story. This is not particularly hard BDSM, so perhaps less mental anguish and less domination than some might like. Hopefully a rollicking go...
Undelivered Chapter 6 "Oh good lord," Stephen yelled back, "I see our second in command has decided to be out and about as well." Jenna watched as the figure basically glided across the floor to them, the man was very handsome and he opened his arms to embrace her, "You my dear must be Jenna," he said with a smile. Jenna was unsure whether she should bo...
I had recently updated our upstairs shower with fresh grout, a new faucet with a handheld shower massager and a "spray strip" that my wife had found at some specialty store. As well as new exhaust fan, medicine cabinet and fresh paint job. I, of course had naughty plans for the handheld massager so when she produced the strip I was intrigued " Hmm, this cou...
A gentle breeze enters the room causing the partially opened window blinds to clatter softly against one another, stirring me from a restful sleep. I keep my eyes closed wishing sleep to beckon me back into its slumber so that I can continue the dream of you and I in our lover's embrace, passionately making love with each other. However, the ensuing hardnes...