The relationships we have are threads in a tapestry, each woven together to show the life we have lived and connections we have with one another. This is the third of an open-ended series that will feature characters from some of my past stories, and introduce some new friends for us to get to know. Believe it or not, there is a grand plan—fluid as it may be...
This is an adult sex story; all the characters are of the age of consent or older. Please read my previous story "Why I Eat a Lot of Pussy" for background. Thanks for your views and votes. **** It was Friday night in Seattle. January. We had flown up the evening before from Los Angeles, first landing to drop off Catherine's daughters in Vancouver so t...
There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in his story. As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * Why I write my stories, by Susan Jill Parker. Suffice to say, I'm different than you. No surprise there, just as you're different than me, I'm different than you. We're not nearly the same person. I'm not writing that I'm special or better t...
Prologue Do you remember the nineteen forties Mills Brothers hit, “You Always Hurt The One You Love?” It’s a favorite of mine because the lyrics have special meaning to me. You always hurt the one you love The one you shouldn't hurt at all You always take the sweetest rose And crush it till the petals fall You always break the kindest heart With a hasty w...
Cheating and Rivals – Part 22 "Zip me?" Jen said the next Friday night, turning her back to Mike and holding up her long blonde hair. They were going to dinner for some alone time. Maggie was babysitting Anna. Mike zipped up his wife's dress. "You're not wearing stockings?" he asked looking at her bare legs. "It's so hot and humid lately," Jen said. Think...
The Loving Marriage of Christie & Jason McTavish "Ach, gah ayem, uh what...'m sorry!?!" I stuttered in total disbelief. My face must have been doing one of those comical 'Saaay! Whaaaat?' routines. George pulled his beer can away from his mouth and repeated himself. I just gaped slack-jaw at him. My overloaded mind, suffering through cascade failure, de...
I wake up groggy, like coming out of a fog. For a minute, I'm not sure who or where I am, as the dream is so vivid in my memory. I feel the ache in my heart as well as the ache in my body, both yearning for something not there. Damn alarm clock, it always interrupts my dream when it gets to the best part. I lay in bed reliving the dream, savoring it just a l...
"Can we stop for a bit? I need to get a drink or I'm going to pass out." Kal wiped his brow and adjusted the awkward weight of his traveling pack. The mid-day heat had made his dark skin shiny with sweat and his mouth and lips were gritty from the dust of the road. Astra was walking a few paces ahead, which had at least provided Kal a pleasant view for the...
Most of his teammates steered clear of Zane during the first week of the road trip. Adam tried to bring him out of his funk but all he got was a dark look for his efforts. After Zane twisted an ankle trying to score during a practice, his mood took a turn for the worse. Lucky for him, the injury wasn't bad. He was just sore for a couple days. He wanted to bl...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...