I absolutely THRIVE on getting feedback from my readers, so please take a moment to share your thoughts! This story makes a lot more sense if you read the first sixteen first. Click my profile for the link to those chapters. ***** Over the loud music I heard a familiar voice behind me exclaim "THERE you are!", and I snapped out of it, turned arou...
It was a cool autumn Saturday morning in rural western Pennsylvania. Vern rose early, yawned, stretched, and gazed out his bedroom window onto his 100-acre farm. It wasn't much of a farm, though; most if his land was woods and he had only one animal: a pony. In a mood to go for a ride, he showered and put on his boots, jeans, and western shirt. Before goin...
If Montana Jones has learned anything, it is that nothing much ever changes. She looks as stunning as she did the day her met her. His eyes drink up the careless flip she gives her hair as she enters the lounge-a place with a doorman out front holding a list of the who's who of Vegas. He is sure that Mira's name is not on the list, but when a woman looks lik...
The text message seemed innocent enough: "Please pick up a hand of fresh ginger on the way home from work." I knew better though. It was Thursday night, the night I offered her my senses and she overwhelmed them. On Friday morning I knew I would be tender and tired. I won't lie. I was very nervous. I had never tried this before and I was not sure I wanted t...
My name is Malice Jackson. Friends call me M.J. I am a black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I work at the all-new Local Public Library. I'm in the backroom of the Archives Department. It's a boring job but someone has to do it. By night, I am a sexually adventurous super freak who does anything she can to satisfy her very twiste...
I was sitting in my chair. My arms folded tightly against my chest. My legs were crossed and perched up on my desk. The only sound heard in the room was the sound of my latex boots rubbing together. My slave was late. Knock... Knock I didn't move from my position. "Come in Slave" My slave walked in the door. He was naked with his head hung low in front o...
At dinner, Phoenix tells Michelle that she's not really learning anything, that she's using what she already knows and Michelle disagrees. She says that she's learning an immense amount by working on someone. It's all about the human mind works and he says that that is not what he has a problem with; it's the sexuality. Clint says that he never planned to i...
Waking up slowly on a weekend morning was one of Margot's favourite pastimes. Of course, it always helped having someone in the bed beside her with whom to share the moment, but she wasn't going to let that slight inconvenience spoil her fun. As she felt the warm sun spreading across her sheets, she yawned and stretched, lazily, cat-like. She procrastinated...
"Christy and I met on Valentines day," Chris told Jack as they sat down at the breakfast table. Christy, Chris' wife, answered from where she was making breakfast at the stove, "If I remember correctly, you'd gotten drunk at the O.K. Corral and fallen and cracked your head while trying to stumble home." "Yup," answered Chris. "I crashed headfirst into the...
All people in this story are 18 or older. Any comments or feedback are welcome. Please feel free to PM me or post comments at end. Trying my hand at writing. Thank you. Sam was heading home from work and had a hard on that would just not go away. He decided to stop at one of the local adult bookstores and hit the video booths. Sam noticed a new store since...