The three young athletes lay on the couch, naked, chatting after their sexual escapade in the living room. Kevin laid on the end of the couch with head on the arm and one leg on, with the other leg off the couch. Courtney sat in the middle of the couch, with Kevin's leg behind her. And Craig sat on the other end of the couch. Spirited arguments about who i...
Human beings complain about a great many things. Life, love, health, beauty, intelligence, money, sex, power, social status and countless other things. I think that far too often, we're not thankful for what we have. Most people only appreciate what they have when it's somehow taken away. My name is Patrick Hautte-Terre and this tale is about what I'm thankf...
This story is the twenty-fourth in a series. This story can, I hope, be read enjoyably by itself. However, the prior installments provide context and character background. All persons, groups, events, and products mentioned in this story are entirely fictitious. Some places are real, but are used here fictitiously. Any similarity to any real person or group...
This story is the sixteenth in a series. The prior stories will give context and character background. Hopefully, however, this story may be read enjoyably by itself. ***** Having practiced for slightly in excess of 30 years, I am reasonably conversant with the concept of unintended consequences. However, I observed yet another application of the concept...
One fine Saturday morning, substitute teacher Mark Cooper lay on the couch, watching a rerun of The Cosby Show. A former professional basketball player turned substitute teacher, the tall and lean, thirty-something black man still looked like he could still play for any number of top notch teams in the NBA. A dream whose time has come and gone, as far as Mar...
Introduction "Fuck me," Alicia said. Well, not said exactly. She thought it as loud as she could, but she wouldn't be saying anything. Instead she ground her teeth into the rubber cock shaped gag in her mouth. A slight noise escaped her mouth and the man sitting at the desk looked up curiously. He raised an eyebrow as if to ask her a question but then shrug...
The Misadventures of a Celebrity Slut: Calista Does the NBA By Ally McBeal as told to Greg Lee Hunt Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction written in the first person. It contains adult material of a graphic and erotic nature for the enjoyment of adult readers. You must be 18 or older to read this story; you must be able to read erotica in your ow...
This story is the twenty-sixth in a series which I have carried on far too long. However, I find these characters hard to get out of my head. I hope that they give the reader some of the enjoyment they give me. While this story can, hopefully, be read enjoyably by itself, the earlier installments provide context and character background. My characters are en...
When the phone rang at our house on Sunday afternoon my wife, Cindy, was out shopping. It was our old friend Leroy, calling from L.A. Leroy worked as a trainer with several NFL and NBA teams, and was frequently on the road. We chatted about the upcoming game until Leroy came to the point. "Hey Bill, it's been a long time since we all got together. I sure...
This story is the twentieth in a series. I am grateful that a few readers seem to enjoy the nude lawyers. While this story can, hopefully, be read enjoyably by itself, the earlier installments provide context and character background. My characters and their names are entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any real person is unintended and coincidental. Oh,...