Forward from author: i apologize for the delay; things have been busy, and i haven't been able to devote the time to this like i've wanted. thanks to those who have expressed an interest in continuing; that's what has me wanting to share more. not sure how much longer this will last; one individual has had me interested in starting a new story...so i may sta...
It was the first Sunday of September, 1973, and Jackie had the blues. It was the summer before his first year at the U, and it had been uneventful, particularly in the romance department. He was attractive enough, slim and sandy-haired with striking blue eyes, but shy; even as a lifeguard, he didn't attract much attention from the girls on the beach, and he...
Ch. 6 : Tough guys do dance --- I awoke late the next morning, no surprise considering the night before. I barely made it in time for breakfast, but to my amazement Poonam was already there. Radiant or glowing would be weak words to describe how she looked. She was giving off a blindingly luminous aura. When she saw me, she immediately gave me a dazzling...
Inspiration from the one and only Bettie Page. xxx San Francisco, October 31st. 1941. x Just when it seemed that the night had been a waste of time, HE walked into the club. The hour was close to midnight as Lucy stubbed out her seventh cigarette of the evening and put her holder away in her clutch. He had a handsome enough face and looked to be about tw...
Marjorie was still horny as Miles obediently patted her dry after they had showered in the wet room; he had done everything as per her commands to the letter, which swelled not only her cunt, but her sense of dominance. This was a lifestyle she would want to continue, and she had already developed affection for the cur, in the way you might for a dog or cat;...
"God civilians," Mike complained after twenty four years the retired Chief Petty Officer now ran the coast guard repair shop. He had purchased this three story shore front town house after a fire had gutted the third floor before his second sea tour. Then the neighborhood had been different mostly oystermen so they had a lot in common. That had been fourteen...
I am charging toward a climax when I hear the front door open and my parents' voices in the foyer below. They've come home from the reception at State early. I have Claire on my bed, her long, sleek legs spread, and my pelvis insinuated between them. Our foreheads are plastered together, our eyes intensely staring into each other's. Her mouth is slack, emit...
It was a strange kind of vacation. With the damn GM presentation two days after I got back, my whole focus was on my laptop, trying to hone not only my introduction, but my people's segments as well. They were a lot more creative than organized, so it was time's like these that I really earned my admittedly preposterous salary. The choice of date had been th...
Author's Note: everybody sexually involved in this fictitious account is at least 18 years old. My thanks to AvidReader123 for his suggestion that I write this sequel to "Baby Sitter's Desire." On Saturday morning, Aaron Johnson woke up to the call of nature but, before he got out of bed to answer it, he gazed lovingly upon Cleo, the beautiful young bru...
Jean lay back in bed with Ted her husband gently snoring beside her. Her nipples still tingling gently and her pussy moist from the sex they had just shared. Ted had rolled off her and immediately fallen asleep but she wondered if now she might have conceived the child they both wanted. They had been married for a year and had taken over the farm in South...