"Tomorrow's the big day, right Mom?" "Absolutely, Megan. We need to get these two guys on our side regarding the Bankhead drilling project. They're the last two pieces of the puzzle as far as I'm concerned. You know what to do?" "Anything they say. Or want," Megan replied. Amanda smiled. She was the thirty nine year old CEO of GIC Corporation, an energy s...
"Lick my cunt," said Veronica. Spreadeagled on the hotel bed, my vision was suddenly filled with Veronica's aged, but luscious pussy descending on to my face. She spread her pussy lips deftly, and her enflamed clit zeroed right in on my waiting tongue. She lowered her pussy down firmly on to my face, and then wrapped her hands around my head. I just knew t...
"They both want me" Chapter 9 - they want to share me... ***** Saturday was going to be a big day: Stephen's last high school basketball game, ever. It was Saturday, February 22, 2014. It was going to be a big day indeed. After the game, which Stephen's team won handily, Jim took us for a late dinner at the country club. Over dinner, Stephen and Jim joke...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote for my story. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. * In the beginning, before there was children, there was sex. Continued from Chapter 01: In the way that he still remembered seeing his mother and sister in their bras and panties, topless, and naked, he'd love nothing more than...
A couple of months ago, my friend Jake Rivers put out a call for writers to participate in a story invitational based on three classic songs by Marty Robbins: "El Paso," "Feleena" and "El Paso City." This is a follow-up on to our first invitational in the fall of 2006 with entries based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." If there is conti...
Sally Carr could not have been more excited. She would graduate from high school in a little over a week. At the moment, she was bouncing along in her father's old Green Ford pickup on the way to interview for a job as the secretary to Mr. Jonathan Webster, attorney at law. She was wearing her Sunday finest, a dark blue dress, with a high white collar, and...
There are no underage characters in this story. All characters are over the age of 18-years-old. ***** Exchanging money for sex and sex for money with my elderly neighbor. Revised, rewritten, and continued from Chapter 04: He looked at me as if he was trying to build up the courage to ask me something. It was the uncomfortable look that someone sometimes...
The city of Eru Sa'alam was as a dream. It was a senseless maze of soaring towers and stepped mounds, all hewn and raised without mortar from blackstone glass. Rather to say, it had a sense and an order, but its sense was beyond human sense, its order seeming beyond disorder. Under the light of day, the glint of the sun off of the razor edges of its compone...
In the myths and legends, the light of the moon transforms men and sometimes women into wolf-like beasts, and they roam about, ravaging the countryside and preying upon the unwary. Makes for lousy storytelling, the moon-based dependency that these fictional creatures operate under. The truth is that shape-shifters exist in many cultures, from the Native Amer...
Authors Notes: This is an edited and consolidated version of "Accidental Daddy," originally posted in separate parts between November 2017 and March 2018. ----------------- This was my first attempt at a TS/CD story, written to explore the reactions of a straight older male on encountering a sissy for the first time. Tory Buckingham was inspired by my im...