This story has been very stubborn about being born. I published a part of it some weeks ago, just to find I had to change things around and had to withdraw it. Well, finally, this is it. If you have read a few of my stories, you may have noticed that they take place I the same city (basically my hometown Örebro) and that people from other stories tend to po...
CHAPTER 1 The big restaurant was empty when Nigel Summers took a seat. A waitress hurried over and said, "Where're not open." "That's okay. I'll sit here till you are ready to serve." She hesitated. He said to give him a break; he'd been on his feet all day job-hunting. The blonde with two rings on her ring finger returned to the table. "Have you tried J...
"Well, there can't be any doubt now," the Girl Thief complained to the rat heard scrabbling through the darkness somewhere across the room, where it would hopefully stay. "I hate this town." Anyone human with her in the dark cell would have readily agreed. Duke Victor Guinness was a tyrant and quite low on every local's list of favorite people. High taxes a...
CHAPTER 3 Jenna, wearing a burnt orange halter dress glimpsed Eliot at a table but without making eye contact. Determined to rope in her man she posed at the reception desk, standing at an angle with her back to Eliot giving his roving eyes the chance to see her legs. Approaching the table with a friendly wave Jenna hoped he'd noticed she was wearing seamed...
Chapter 1 "Mommy, are you okay?" The voice of Connie's six-year-old son Jason sang through the locked bedroom door. Connie was lying on her side on the bed, her white and yellow floral sundress bunched around her waist. I was spooned in behind her, plowing her pussy doggy-style. She had managed to keep her moans to a background lull, but she couldn't mas...
(This, dear reader, is Jack, a man become bitter, cynical, broken by disappointment, hurts, and disillusionment, about to be disposed of by life. A man in need of repair. Can a toy workshop on a street of repair shops repair even broken hearts, broken dreams, broken people?) * Jack sat in his pickup truck in the factory parking lot staring vacantly out th...
As the water of the shower splashed over me, I blessed my luck. I scrubbed myself clean, paying extra attention to my cock to ensure that I got it clean. After showing Aimie the wonderful pleasures her ass could provide to both of us only a short while before, I wanted to make sure I was clean. The hot water felt wonderful. Today had been a very stressful...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Thursday, November 1st. * I awoke to a soft, curvy female on either side of me nuzzling and kissing my neck. I wrapped an arm around each one and in turn kissed Veronica and Carol. "Can I fuck him?" whispered Carol to Veronica as she raised her head to lo...
Chapter 1 -- Existential Instantiation Elspeth hated her on sight. The evening was already not going well and the towering woman turned it into a disaster. As soon the woman appeared, she demanded attention. It would be hard to identify the most arresting part of the woman's appearance. She was almost six feet tall. Her dreadful posture ought to have made h...
Now in the eighth year of my affair with Beth, things had matured to the point that I was openly soliciting men for trysts with her. Besides an internet Adult, "Friend Finder," site, we were members in good standing at a local "Sex Club," as well as frequent visitors at "Adult" night clubs and strip clubs. While I still enjoyed sex in its many manifestations...