It was Tasha's curiosity, really, that started it all. She was obsessed with Sybian porn. Her eyes would get all dreamy and half-closed every time they watched. And Max had to admit, the thought of watching her climb on and ride one of those things had him going. Besides, he never could say no to her. Still, Max was a business man, an investor. The cost of a...
The organizers of the charity bicycle ride had a rest stop, where the cyclists could get free bottled water and take a break. We, Chuck and I, needed to stop for water and we needed to rest for a while. Starting out from Pickerington, Ohio, it was a planned twenty-eight mile ride on a hot July Saturday. It was a time when I was fresh into biking, when I had...
How the fuck did I get myself into this situation? As easy as it is to ask myself this, I already know the answer: Vanessa. The answer always is and always will be Vanessa. She's the craziest and best thing to ever happen to me, but today it's undeniably to the crazy side. Best too, maybe. If I had been told six months ago that, in time, I would find mysel...
My Life As A Financial Advisor Chapter 3: Michelle & Samantha The office from which I work has about one hundred employees. Most of the employees are field agents like myself. About ninety percent of them are men. There are also about ten administrators - secretaries, assistants, etc. All the administrators are female. Don't ask me why, I don't make up the...
This is the first chapter of three stories that are related. The idea for this story happened when a friend of mine bought a Harley trike from a guy and my wife thought it was a neat machine. From there my warped mind took over and here we are. This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to...
Chapter 6 The American Dream Friday morning became a culmination of events, as the guys looked at an empty lot and nothing to do. Jake had JT and Piney bring their bikes inside and both were given a thorough going over. Every filter was changed, tires changed and set to the right pressure, every point on the bike that moved one way or another, was lubricat...
I've been dying to tell someone of my wife's and my exciting and fun filled trip to 'Six Flags over Georgia' this past summer. We had gone there for our fifth wedding anniversary; well we had gone to Atlanta actually, 'Six Flags' was a last minute decision. Her family now lives in the Atlanta area after moving there from our hometown of Burlington, Vermont a...
A two-part story of summer bliss Note: This story does have sex...it just comes near the end. No one under 18 involved. Every January for the past 15 years I have blocked out the fourth weekend of July to participate in a two hundred mile bike ride to raise money for medical research. Starting at one end of the state and ending at the other, thousands of s...
I often think about the events that have happened over the past month. I feel guilty that my friend Joe has been forced to expose his body at two parties. Joe is extremely shy about his body and gets embarrassed easily. I asked him why and his response was he grew up in a very conservative home. Even his two brothers are shy. He said he never showered with h...
Leslie Marie Blaine winced with pain with each step she took upon the marbled tiled floor that led from the visors center towards the anti-infection unit of the Maine Burn Center. As the First Lady of Maine, Leslie had already spent two hours touring the rest of the facility, and being a photo opportunity, several television crews were on tour with the group...