Authors Note: I would like to thank everyone who has voted and sent me e-mail. I know I have no posted regularly to this story, but I think two stories so close will make up for it a bit. I will try to have the next chapter out as soon as possible. A HUGE thanks to my Editor, who made it possible for me to continue this story. Lady T * The sun was hot as...
If you are reading this in hopes for a stroke story, I am sorry to disappoint you. There is very little sexual interaction and a lot of plot development that will make the subsequent chapters flow. * The next morning I awoke in absolute pain. I could not find Alex. I grabbed the crutches and hobbled to the dresser. I pulled on an aqua-colored tee-shit. I...
I woke up with my normal Monday morning reluctance. Well! Any morning reluctance and it took a few moments to register what was different. My morning 'Woody' was almost painful and that would need attending to, before I could have a pee. I then remembered that there was a problem, unusually, my gorgeous wife Carol was not cuddled up beside me. She was away...
Jaycee smiled as she brought the steaming cup of black coffee to her lips. She had been standing on the front porch watching Grandfather teach Angel to 'talk' to the horses. She shook her head; a few weeks ago, the whole idea would have seemed preposterous. But so much had changed for them. For her, especially. Especially since that night. Just thinking a...
"Hey, twig!" From the corner of her eye, little Ginny noticed the two boys by the fence down the forest trail. She preferred to avoid them, but this was the only path she could take without getting lost. Ginny kept her gaze down, pretending not to hear, and stepped a little faster. The boy who had spoken before walked up to block her path. He folded his ar...
A stressful day at work, a slow drive home in the pouring rain combined with the feeling I was developing a cold. I was not in much of a mood when I parked on my drive and got another soaking running to my door. I thought that the usual therapeutic effect of a welcome cuddle from my wife Cheryl would not be enough to cheer me up. Boy was I wrong. Cheryl did...
Sven stared at Kirsten. Standing just a few feet away with hands on her hips, that seemed even more luscious as they widened with her advancing pregnancy. He felt the sweat running down his forehead and threatening to blur his vision. It ran down his neck and onto his back too, collecting and staining the t-shirt he wore. He gritted his teeth and tried wit...
Few words. He loved being called the Farmer. Today, no one remembers why this nickname became his second name. And only Ail knew why and how it is connected with his inner world, which was hidden from prying eyes and beyond whose borders he did not let anyone in. Ayl slowly released from the clothes, shirt and shorts fell to the floor and a completely nak...
A fictional tale of a desperate husband trying to rekindle his marriage with his abusive cheating wife. They have a vacation in Paris, but their car breaks down. They seek help at a mansion. However, there is something off about the residents. My first attempt at experimenting with detailed description of environment and erotic horror. Love it or hate it. I...
Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Chapter 3: Finding a man. A week in the commune taught me just about everything I wanted and needed to know about sex. I experimented with everything (except anal sex which had no appeal for me at all --- and I never have met a woman who would admit on close questioning that she really liked it) and was beginning...