Thanks for taking the time to read these stories. It takes a long time to write them so please send or leave a message. *** I've known Leanne for over 25 years and her husband Steve for about 15 of those. We first met when we were working for a government department in a small country town where we sucked and fucked away our boredom in a haze of booze and...
Gretchen Lovewell Milf German athlete forced into a sexual marathon and bred. * * * * * This is a Jack Grierson story. It follows from the chapters of Her Fiancé's Father and several of my other stories. * * * * * Illustration by Calzas Jack ran up the trail as hard as he could. It was late afternoon in December and an early dusk was falling. While it...
They came on a crisp fall morning. Lesya was in her garden at the time, fingers buried in the dark loam. She was checking for frost. It was getting colder every day, and she still had one last harvest of potatoes and beets to dig up before winter weather set in. Standing, Lesya brushed clumps of earth from her hands and shielded her eyes to watch the Wehrma...
Chapter 29 Picking up where I left off... I enrolled at the University of Cincinnati, and walked on to the football team, made it, and became the fourth string quarterback. I was second string before graduating, but nothing ever came of what might have been a noteworthy career. I left baseball behind for good. While not a really well-known school, the U...
Hex had a bad moment when the one SS officer changed seats outside the church, fearing he'd been discovered. After that everything went smoothly considering he clung to the back of a car driving down busy streets. But soon they left Munich behind and traveled west on a road without streetlights and sparse traffic. The situation improved since he had less c...
*** Breaking Down *** I understood his point, but I didn't necessarily agree with his vision. "Don't let their looks fool ya. Those Tannerites have a fortune socked away somewhere," my boss had lectured me. "They're shrewd and resourceful, and they have no overhead. Go in and sniff it out. There's a market there, and it's untapped. I can feel it." And so t...
I've been playing with the storyline here for some time but was unable to bring it together. However, the other day I was re-watching Casablanca. It struck me that Humphry Bogart was able to create two distinct characters Richard Blaine in Paris and Rick in Casablanca. It was what I needed here. WARNING this is what is referred to as a raac story or at leas...
DISCLAIMER: If you're looking for "quick sex", please move along. This is a "story", and there's something to be said for 'anticipation'. You have been warned! There isn't a time of year I love more than summer. Warm weather, plenty of sun, time at the shore, flowers in my garden, kids outside. I especially relish the last one. The kids are out of school,...
While we were in Germany, Mandi got a large dose of European styles, food, and an even bigger dose of European thinking. She realized that some of the sexual mores of Europeans were very different from the way she grew up back home. Her introduction into partying with another couple was her first foray into more moderate sexual play that she probably would...
**** I wanted to do this story the way that it appears because the reveal of things and the characters looked better to me than just one long haul by the crawling calendar since there are years to this tale. There will be less of that toward the end because all of the relevant pieces will lie in the reader's mind like hopefully an almost-completed jigsaw pu...