Please read these stories in order chronologically. It will make the stories more enjoyable if you know the back story on the couples. As Dawn and I reached the back door, I realized my cock was still hard as a rock. I wanted to give myself a couple more minutes to let my hard on go down, so I turned around and went straight to the refrigerator for 4 more...
The Matrons of Regal Bay Chapter 39 Gabriella's Tales -- Part 2 Since settling in Regal Bay, Gabriella Santiago had met several women around her own age who seemed to be enjoying a healthy sex life, whether in or out of their marriages. Gabriella had maintained a steady dating routine over the last decade, but had not hooked up with any one man for more t...
Sandra sat in her seat as the plane traveled between Atlanta and St. Louis. She was heading home from a week of seminars. However she had not attended the meeting as she should have. After a confrontation in her room Tuesday night she had checked out of the hotel and stayed with her old college roommate. It was there with Whitney that Sandra had some time to...
Authors Note: This is the first chapter of a longer story, following Carla's journey into submission. Although the build up of the story is gradual, there is still plenty of action along the way. A special thank you to Mike, who has given me a huge amount of help and guidance on my writing journey. Thank you for reading. ***** My best friend Suzanne bound...
"Holy cow!" yelled Amber Stahl as she watched in awe. "Tell me you've got that on video, Stan! Keep recording. We're looking at high drama here. I'm going on air in thirty seconds. I want the camera on me until something happens in the river." "Hello, Keith," began Amber as she spoke to the station anchor sitting in the studio, as well as thousands of viewe...
Conclusion by BrettJ © 2008 Day Eight Thomas entered the Pear Tree and waved at Mike, looking for Cherie as he filled his basket. The Turtledoves wanted some of his signature Quiches for their upcoming party and it required special cheeses. He'd already visited the LeClaire sisters to secure more wine; they quizzed him again about his new lady-friend. "...
Recently, and inexplicably, a number of fifty dollar words have wormed their way into my vocabulary. I have an irresistible impulse to use them in a story (I don't know if there is a word for that condition). So that you don't think that I'm a totally pretentious asshole, I'll define them for you at the start: Atychiphobia – unwarranted fear of failure Conc...
All characters are adults. Reminder. This tale is noire, and noire is neither kind nor gentle nor uplifting. It's supposed to stun and sting and offend. ***** I got sick as shit one night so they tied my sixty-five year old ass up in a straight jacket and hockey mask, like I was Hannibal fucking Lector, and led me off to the infirmary with an armed escort...
As the senior biology class filed off the bus for its Spring field trip to the city zoo, 18-year-old Brian Swinford found himself surrounded as usual by adoring female classmates. Tall, handsome, athletic, the blond high school student smiled indulgently at the swooning girls; but Brian had a surreptitious eye on someone else. Miss Katherine Limestall stepp...
Chapter Three -- "Acquired Assets" Caroline set her laptop on the conference table. Then set herself as far from Mr. St. Pierre as she possibly could. Her head spun and her vision blurred. She rubbed her eyes. "What is HE doing here?" she asked herself. Caroline buried herself in her laptop. She pulled up the cash flow analysis and could hear Albert suckin...