Authors note: This is a series I wrote a few years ago, but never posted. It is a bit long, involving a variety of settings and situations, but I hope a very enjoyable read. * You had to really enjoy these early March heat waves. In fact, I was enjoying one now. It was nearly eighty degrees, a far cry from the sub freezing temperatures and ice storm only a...
This was the story Jeff Wheeler told his fiancée, Debra Gladstone, eight years later as they were cuddling in bed after an intense session of lovemaking. Debra was smart, vibrant, and beautiful (slender but with curves in all the right places), but she had something of a sharp tongue, which may explain why, at the age of twenty-six, she hadn't had all that m...
(Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.) * After finishing "Between Two Lovers" (Sequel to: Something We Have to Talk About), I wanted to just leave that storyline for others. I wanted to stop writing stories about cheating, and go on to other ideas I had. Both "Something We Have To Talk About" and "Between Two Lovers" is in fact only p...
Planning for the 4th of July Party. When I woke up Monday morning I looked toward Dawn and she was propped up on her arm looking at me. "So how did you like it?" Dawn said with a big smile. "Like what?" Dawn smiled and started laughing. "What?" I asked. "How did you like submitting to Linda?" "What are you talking about?" "Come on honey! She got you t...
"Can we come in?" I asked. "Yes!" Katrina exclaimed in a sharp breath. Keith and I entered the tent and sat on either side of them and watched while Michelle brought Katrina to a huge orgasm. When she was finished, Michelle looked up. "Well hi Keith," Michelle said seeming to be pleased. "Hi Michelle, hi Katrina," Keith said. "I was beginning to think y...
Chapter 14 Birthday for Two Special thanks to Desert Pirate for his editing. This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. As the days until my birthday went by, Janny made me take it easy. She said that I'd overextended myself too much since Uncle Dar had gotten home. I didn't argue much....
In deference to my friend's unrivalled history of aiding the Yard we were not subjected to the humiliation of handcuffs nor were we taken directly to Scotland Yard, but instead taken to a town house in a once-fashionable area of the city that was now, like the house, looking less than its best. 'This is the scene of the crime?' asked Holmes. 'It is, and I'...
Not a lot of sex in this story, all of it is between individuals of legal age in the state in which it takes place. ***** "Jim, let's stop at the diner in - HOLY SHIT!" Hank's scream came over the CB just milliseconds after the largest bolt of lightning I've ever seen crossed the road and struck a disabled horse trailer on the opposite side of the divided...
This is an entry in Lit's Winter Story Contest 2006. It's more-or-less a Romance. There's some talk about sex, but the only real action is a fairly brutal fight. Consider yourself warned. == A weary Seeburg Select-O-Matic jukebox crouched beside the front door of The Rebel Yell. The tenth playing that evening of "Please Come Home For Christmas" was just e...
It was a hammer blow to my upper left chest. I clutched at it with my right hand. The ATC slowed rapidly, pitching me forward against the force of the blow, but not enough to keep me from flying off the bike. I landed on my back. The pain was excruciating. Heart attack? No, the hand clutching my chest felt sticky hot wetness. Blood! I had been shot! I lay i...