CHAPTER 1 I met him in Paris, the most romantic city in the world. We were both spending a bit of time after finishing school. I was taking a year before university, he had just the summer after leaving school and before starting work. Two eighteen-year olds out in the world. He thought I was French and local because of the way I was talking with some othe...
Never Alone Again She didn't know why she always thought about him. All day at school, at home while doing homework, and while she was out walking or driving, she thought about him. She'd listen to his music, hear the beat of his drums, and her heartbeat would fall into sync with his pounding. She thought of his big, brown eyes; long, wavy hair; and the dim...
CHAPTER THREE The following morning I felt smug and content and ready for Linda's aesthetic elegance in her nightwear. She didn't let me down. 'Good morning, Robbie, I hope you slept well?' Linda's self-righteous smile conveyed the fact she'd heard our boisterous love-making. She spotted the laundry I was carrying and told me put it in the basket while sh...
This is a story about gratitude, mature sex, and releasing the past. It's a story. All sex is between consenting adults. The story is fictional. Please be nice in your comments, or be banned. King Bandor said it was a mess, I think he wants me to give up writing. So if any errors are found they are mine. But my assault on the English language continues. If f...
That night Monee felt her legs wobbling and shaking as she walks around the house and doing the household chores. After I have sucked, licked and probed her to orgasms with my persistent tongue, I managed to fuck her very hard with my raging manhood, fucking her with relentless thrusts. Our bodies were drenched in sweat while our juices flow down our thigh...
Post Office Part 2. (Julie's story) "I'll take you out for dinner tonight!" he said boldly. Derek was about fifty, arrogant, posh, well off and honestly a bit of a prat that liked the sound of his own voice. He wasn't attractive but always well groomed. He clearly spent too much money on kitsch clothing and gaudy accessories. Brightly coloured shirts and...
The Awakening on Titwhistle Lane CHAPTER 6 -- A health check turns into more than a neighborly visit. The ladies of Titwhistle Lane huddled around a rather large oval table at the back of their favorite restaurant, Spengalli's. The establishment was know for their cannelloni and handsome Italian waiters. The monthly gathering was a luxury they easily affor...
Barbara Mason had smoothed down her black pencil skirt and straightened the seams on her shiny black silk stockings when the telephone rang. She reached over to her bedside table and took the phone out of its cradle before answering it. 'Hello?' 'Hello darling,' a posh voice purred. 'Oh, Hi Audrey.' 'Are you ready for him?' 'Yes I just have to put on m...
This story developed from an email conversation with a reader who provided me feedback. She wrote me, "I'm a happily married woman. But I crave sex with older men. I'm 44 but would love the feel of an older man on and in my body." During the course of our conversation she also wrote that, with her husband, she likes anal and rough sex. I asked her if she wou...
THIS IS A WEIRD ONE... THIS IS A HUGE SERIES THAT COMBINES PAST AND PRESENT CELEBRITIES WITH REGULAR NON CELEBRITIES... IT HAS TV AND MOVIE SHOW CHARACTERS... IT HAS DECEASED CELEBRITIES... IT HAS SEX ROBOTS... OH YEAH... SEX ROBOTS... IT'S A SEX CRAZED MASH UP OF MY FUCKED UP FANTASIES AND SHIT THAT JUST TURNS ME ON ALL MIXED TOGETHER AND SPRINKLED WITH FUC...