Copyright ©, 2006. All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. Contains adult content. * Throughout a person's life, there come any number of potential epiphanies and character-changing events. The challenge is to recognize those opportunities, because the...
(This is somewhat of a continuation of our earlier stories. Renee grew tired of the swinging lifestyle while Aaron wanted to keep going. They remain friends, but Aaron searched for other partners. One of our more recent stories reflected a night with one of those partners. ... This story is the start of a series about Aaron and Angela; these are not based on...
Swan's Song: Bird's Eye View CHAPTER 6 Swan lay on her bed on her stomach wearing just her silk night gown, but she had the bottom hiked up to her waist. Cardy sat beside her massaging lotion onto her aching ass. Swan flinched and winced as Cardy worked her skin. "I can't believe Pea did this. This is even beyond her. Swan, you have to tell Master Tristan...
Córdoba, Argentina The trek up the stairs takes almost thirty minutes to scale. There are no other doors connected to the stairway except for the one at the top. A wave of relief courses through them when Sam and Spencer reach the top—not only because the climb was over but because no lights came on and no guards appeared. "This is almost too easy," Sam sa...
Chapter 2: Veronica "What brings you home, Ben?" my brother asked as he handed me the second beer. It had been opened. This was the part I had been dreading most. Where to begin? Should I start with the sad news that I was out of work, warn him that I had four credit card companies on my tail or should I appeal to his sympathy and tell him I had broken up...
I slowly opened my eyes still feeling a bit sleepy. I was looking forward to my second day of jury duty and the alarm had not gone off yet so I lay there rubbing my hand along my belly to my pussy. I thought about the experiences of the day before and immediately became more aroused. Opening my pussy lips I slipped my finger into my wet pussy, my back arche...
This is a true story. And if I wouldn't tell this one, or write it at least, I would never know where to put my guilt. It's not that my husband never knew. He knew that I'm meeting someone, my ex-boyfriend whom I have a daughter with, but we never got married. How did my husband knew, and how did he react to this discovery, is something that I would write la...
Dedicated to TMH * I always see the same security guard walking around my floor at the same time every night; checking the doors, turning off lights and shutting down Kliman Memorial Hospital's extended wings. He never speaks, other than the courteous head nod or occasional "Hello," and "Goodnight" that he may or may not give according to how his night is...
The place wasn't at all hard to find. Whomever I had spoken with on the phone had given excellent directions. We would later learn that at one time the place had been a warehouse. Neither one of us had any idea as to what to expect. As we turned into the parking lot behind the building we noticed that there seemed to be a large number of vehicles parked ther...
The first thing you should know is that my English isn't that good. It's much better now, after a long arduous period of reading the same old "English for Dummies" book I found in one of the rooms inside a waste basket but, back then, I could barely make myself understood when I was forced to actually speak with the tourists and couldn't just nod my way thro...