Note to reader: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is a coincidence. ***** The next morning, Jeff and Muddy awoke together at Jeff's alarm on his phone. He was on his left side spooning with her when the alarm sounded. He rolled onto his back to silence the alarm and she stretched and rolled to face him. "Hi honey." Jeff said....
Note to reader: This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** Sunday morning turned into Sunday early afternoon before Jeff and Muddy awoke. Both were tired and sore from the previous night's activities with David and Marylou. Jeff went to the bathroom and was so unsteady he had to sit down to pee. Evidently, the s...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. All names are made-up and any relation to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** As she sat down in her car at the pub, Marylou hiked her skirt to her waist leaving her hands free to finger her slit. While driving from downtown Los Angeles to foothills of La Canada-Flintridge, she re-lived the sensation of putti...
Note to reader: The idea for this fictional story came to me in a dream. Some of the story is true and I incorporated personal events as part of the plot. Most of the story is fantasy. All characters are adults. ***** Bruce and I were fraternity brothers at the university and we bumped into each other at the mall. We had decided to hang out together and ca...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. Names are made up by the author. ***** First-Class If you have never flown first class, let me take a moment to tell you about it. Both Muddy and I are middle-class, which means that she never had the opportunity to fly before. I did once in high school. My ba...
Note to reader: Please read the story "Muddy" before this posting. I wasn't sure if my first post would garner positive feedback. It did so here is number two in the series. Reminder: This story is pure fiction. * All that night, Muddy and I slept soundly. Perhaps the dancing and raucous sex wore us out. I awoke on my left side, spooning with Muddy, and my...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. ***** In southern California there are only two-seasons, spring and summer. Fall and winter here are nowhere near as unbearable like the Midwest or the east. Hell, even the southeast in winter can be bitter cold. Spring is here and Muddy has decided to return to college for her master's degree. She majored in economic...
Note to reader: It's best that you read the series from the beginning. Reminder, this is pure fiction. ***** The next day was Monday. Muddy awoke at the same time I did. My phone alerted me to a message from the law office. I read the message learned that I was needed first thing that morning. I placed the phone back on the night stand, stretched my arms o...
Chapter 02 Mucking In Kathy's voice was husky and strained, and not because of the running. Her eyes pierced at my soul and had that look of urgency. We hadn't spoken since we ran into the field. It was all moaning and screaming mixed with muddy pleasures and endless orgasms. Kathy begged me to help her fulfill her fantasy. We were still locked together,...
This is a work of pure fiction. This is a sequel to a previous story, so if you want to find out how things began, please refer to the first story. Any similarities to any persons, alive or dead, or to anything you have ever seen or heard before, is a complete accident. My relationship with Nicole progressed through the winter. Finally spring came around...