All of the characters in this work of fiction who engage in sexual activity or the consumption of alcohol are over the age of 21. This chapter contains depictions of heterosexual sex and masturbation. In the previous chapters, Dani Van Cleef, a newly ordained Presbyterian pastor, agreed to fly out to the home of Frank Melar, a rich heir, after meeting him...
It's nine o'clock and I finally come home. Who am I? The name is Stephen Saint Jean. A tall, good-looking black stud of Haitian descent. Twenty two years old. Currently a student at the Virginia Military Institute. I'm studying Criminal Justice. One of these days, I might join the United States Army as an Officer or join the Virginia State Police Force. I'm...
The yellow curtain valance above the sink featured a maraschino print that suggested a cheerfulness that Hanna didn't feel. She had selected the window treatment herself, many years ago when Sam and her had first moved into the neighborhood, before kids, before restrictive budgets, and before Hannah could have ever imagined that life with Sam could be anythi...
This is part 6 of the series with Tommy and Mrs. Pearson, the preacher's wife. Thank you to a few people who sent some ideas and others who just wrote to tell me what they liked. ----- Tommy was lying on the couch thinking about what had just happened. Earlier he had sex with Mrs. Pearson. She kept saying he should call her Karen but in his mind she was st...
Thank you for the encouragement and a special thanks to my editors who wish to remain unnamed. ***** Mary Jo and I walked hand in hand from the bus stop. It was a cold winter day and the sky was overcast. It smelled like snow. When I was still living with my brother, I knew it would mean a lot of shoveling and a lot of cold nights as the only room in the...
Please don't forget to vote and your comments are always welcome. * In chapter 3 I had my first lesbian sex and found out that not only men want to fuck me but some woman too. That makes me so horny. My brother Tom has a surprise for me, so after school I rush home. I found Tom in my bedroom. I quietly came up behind him and expecting to feel his big cock...
I listened to the beat of the tires on the seams of the road, tapping rhythmically like bored fingers on a table. The voices of Frank and Billy Boy in the front seat droned on. Names, batting averages, memorable games, draft choices, questionable decisions, an endless stream of mind-numbing facts that meant nothing at all to me. How can a person put so much...
My love life was pretty bad as of late. My wife became religious over the past year. My sex life has suffered accordingly. I took to looking at porn videos online. I was looking at some MILF videos as I stroked my cock. I came to one and I could swear I recognized the woman in it. As I looked closer I knew who the female was. She was younger and her hair sty...
Eight year old Jennifer Daley hated being in church. What Jenny - as she was called by her mother and her friends - especially hated about church was the ancient, uncomfortable pews. It felt like she was sitting on concrete and whenever she moved around to stop her bottom from falling asleep, the scratchy, smelly cushion that stretched across the long pew wo...
Holding my son, six years old by my left hand, and my daughter, three and a half by my right, I came to the main road from the city after the walk from the river. Here I could get a taxi to take us the rest of the way home. I met two people who I knew, going in the direction I had come from, wishing each other a good evening. Instead of a taxi, a station wa...