Michael Scott walked into the Fealty and Firkin for the first time in twenty years. It had been a popular haunt for the younger generation in the old days. Now Michael looked around him disapprovingly - the old place had changed so much. The saloon bar, taproom and the snug had all been knocked together into one large room. Nice carpets, shiny chrome, plush...
Author's Note Thanks again for your patience everyone, between time constraints and writer's block I haven't been able to spend as much time on this as I'd like. Thanks again! ***** Hollywood funerals can be no different than any others. Sure you see family members there but in Hollywood, there are an equal number of friends and enemies along with a heal...
This story is the eighteenth episode in a series entitled "Awakenings". If you have not read the previous seventeen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. I remind you again that I write cuckold stories. While I try to make them loving cuckold stories, they do depict an alternative life style. If you're offended or ups...
After a night a fun night of drinking and playing with my wife I couldn't let Michael drive home that night for he had way too much to drink, so I instead got him settled in our guest room down the hall. His flight wasn't until eleven, so he figured if he was gone by eight he had plenty of time to get back to his hotel, get his things and off to the airport....
The phone rang, as Tina's mouth opened to suck in one of my balls, her hand firmly wrapped around my cock head. "Hel...Hello, Sco –Ah OT, here!" I answered, my voice rising sharply, as Tina spit out one ball and grabbed the other with her lips. "Scott? What's going on...You okay?" I heard Jody ask, with an odd tone to her voice. "Oh ya...I'm fa...INE, jus...
Pamela sighed as her fiancé kissed and licked around her big nipples. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. God, she wanted him inside her, but she had vowed to wait until they were married and not for the first time since they had met, she considered breaking that vow. Pamela was a typical "spoiled" little Southern Belle. She had attended only th...
Michael's heart pounded and his lungs cried out for air as he finished his last lap in the pool. When his had touched the edge he gasped and clung to the side as his body throbbed from the exertion. Once he caught his breath he climbed out, water dripping from his slim muscular frame. His tight red speedo clung to his waist showing the outline of his package...
Dear Jen, This is probably the most difficult thing I've ever had to write. I'm writing in desperation and because I love you so much. I know that I was the one to suggest an open marriage. I had just had my ego stroked by the redheaded woman you saw me with at the club last night. She made me feel like I was still desirable when she flirted with me last w...
Note: Please read part one first, as that this picks up right at the end of it. We just lay there for a while smiling at each other, when one of the crowd watchers hops up over the deck and says, “That was incredible! My name is Scott, perhaps if the two of you aren’t completely satisfied; I could help.” What nerve! Who was this prick to come up here an...
This idea hit me last night and I just had to write about it. I hope y'all like it cuz I did just thinking about it. :) If you like it, and want to read more on the subject, let me know. Best wishes to everyone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ His gloved hand reached over to the skipping record player and put the needle back in its place. He made one final lick of the...