We've been married fourteen years Pen and I. I'm Oscar, Oscar Whitman, age thirty-six, I tape in at five-six and one-forty. Penelope, my wife, also thirty-six, comes in at around five-nine, one-twenty-five. Oh, and she's a very nice looking lady with some really nice female equipment: 36Cs and a truly sensational butt. Until today our lives have been pretty...
Author's note: Preparations for the wedding are moving into high gear. There will be very little sex from here out. Them's the breaks. If these two were only interested in sex, they would not be getting married. All characters are fictitious as are all the Chapter 7—Adjustments Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: Dad tells me that the secret to anything...
"Hold still!" I said, as I quickly stripped off my shirt. Put on your armor! She ordered, and I shook my head. "Not until I see how bad this is." I held Casey down, but with all the blood, I couldn't figure out where the wound was. I moved to take her cotton shirt off, but as she winced, I bit my lip, and let go of her long enough to search my satche...
A new friend for David and Me. Continued from Chapter 03, Brenda and I naked together in the pool of the townhouse: We just stare into each other's eyes for a very long moment, until she pushes her breasts into mine as she kisses me. Then she breaks away with another squeal, and swims to the other end of the pool. I quickly follow and we are both laughin...
For his entire life, he'd been known as "peculiar." A painfully sickly child, his father had found him peculiar for his fondness for biology books, and apparent disdain for business. The only activity they'd shared as father as son had been the occasional hunting trip. But the peculiar boy had found most enjoyment not in his kills, but in their subsequent...
"Again darling," moaned Ji Su. "But harder and deeper this time," she twisted her neck back at me and told me urgently. "Fuck me sweetie you've worn me out already. Twice this morning, once after lunch then now and it's not bedtime yet," I panted, slamming as best I could at her delicious upturned rump. My hands gripped her hips, her back already running w...
This story is partially true based on stories I have heard from relatives (some living in Norway, some living here). The rest is my own imagination. If historical inaccuracies occur, sorry. This is, after all, a story. ***** The date was June 15, 1940. The war had just ceased it's raging in my country five days ago. The King of Norway had escaped to Engla...
This story follows on directly from the previous chapters, which in turn follow on from 'All Things Come...To He Who Waits'. Some characters from the first volume have reappeared, and Luke's personality and abilities are assumed to be already known. The rhythm of the narrative is changing, but it is still the same story.... After posting eighteen chapters o...
MP captain finds himself and wife sucking SS cock In October, 1945, Teufelberg was a village in the Bavarian Alps still not completely liberated. The US Army had passed through, found little resistance, and moved on to other objectives. When my Military Police company moved in to expedite truck traffic through the area, the place gave me the creeps. It eve...
Chapter 14 We waited all the next day for Bernie's call. There was nothing on the News, no big stories of mass arrests or a conspiracy uncovered. The papers were still running with the car bomb story although there wasn't much new to report. They had discounted the claims of the IRA splinter group and fingers were pointing towards Bin Laden and his gang. At...