The garage was a separate building from the house. There was about twenty feet between them with a flat rock footpath from one to the other. Inside the garage was a Lincoln Navigator and a Shelby Cobra. There was also an old Ford Woody Station Wagon that looked like it had never been driven out of the showroom. There wasn't enough space in the Cobra for thre...
Father-Son Date Mother-Daughter – Pt. 2 of 2 I woke to find I was spooning Sarah, and she was sound asleep with her pretty blond hair spread over the pillow we shared. She smelled so good, both of sex and of jasmine. I kissed her temple and she purred and wiggled a little to get closer to me, a nearly impossible task as we were already pressed tightly toge...
Anne Garcia was in love. The nineteen year old, married now for ten months, stood on the wharf with about two hundred other wives waving as their Marine husbands or boyfriends had boarded a big boat at the Norfolk Naval Base, shipping out to Iraq. She could clearly see her older husband, standing on the rail and waving at the crowd, wearing a city fire de...
Sixteen The waves of pleasure continue to course through her body. She is lying on a soft, luxurious king sized bed, the slick white satin sheets cool beneath her naked body. A pair of oversized pillows prop her upper torso up, leaning against the headboard. She looks down. Her sightline is just above her rock hard nipples. The mass of blonde hair between...
Author's Note: This is part two of my smutty little romantic comedy series. This chapter is probably the smuttiest of the early chapters, but its also the shortest because I was still kind of finding my stride when I wrote it. Please leave a comment! I love hearing from readers! A special Thank You to everyone who commented on part one! Its people like you...
Note on Note: This is a long one. If you want to get straight to the story, start reading after a line like this: ------------------------------- Note: Hello again. I think you'll all be pleased with this chapter as I'm addressing quite a few of your demands. I really like this chapter myself, though I admit I'm biased. So here's an update on The Odd Adven...
[From reading and writing stories in the Loving Wives category I'm sure it is misnamed. Seldom are the wives Loving. The wife in this story isn't. As always votes and comments are encouraged. This story was revised on 27 June 2012.] * Over the last two months my wife had rekindled her close relationship with Helen, her sister. Before that we saw Helen and...
"We have to WIN!" my wife slammed her fist in mock anger as we sat on our deck, drinks in hand. "Okay, okay!" I laughed, holding my hands up in the universal signal for "I give up!" Every year our friends hosted a costume party for Halloween and every year, in large part due to our crazy, hectic schedules, Donna and I ended up cobbling together last-minut...
This is the first episode in an extended story about Jimmy and Andrea. If the ending feels abrupt, it is because it isn't really an ending. There is always another episode waiting to happen. * She came to bed late that night. I remember her walking in the room, her body silhouetted against the light from the hall way. I could tell she was wearing her speci...
Thank you to everyone who has read and enjoyed my previous three stories. You might want to read them first if you haven't already. Please rate, comment, and evaluate. If you send me an email I'll try to respond as quickly as possible. Enjoy. I heard the sound of a closing door, and my eyes fluttered open. I had been dreaming. My mind's eye had played out a...