Please read Ch. 1, before you read this follow-up Ch. 2. Comments are welome and appreciated No portion of this story may be reproduced for any reason without the express, written permission of the author. . . . This story is a work of fiction. The characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously....
Rose sat in front of the computer screen sipping her third beer while rubbing her wet pussy under her panties, as the characters in the story she was reading are loudly fucking in a bus station rest room. The action in the story is hot, but what really has her pussy dripping is the anticipation of who will piss on whom, and how, as the urgency in her bladd...
Hanna was called away to urgent business with a number of colleagues to support another area and was housed at an army barracks. After several days of long hours they were all given a free day to see some sights and in the evening were treated by the army to a Barbecue in the warm summer evening. Wearing tight black jeans, red tee shirt and black heels, she...
“Charlie, I am getting together with the girls tonight. Were thinking about starting some kind of club.” It all started out innocently enough. Life in a small town can get pretty bucolic. It only made sense that my wife would want to have a regular night out with her friends. “Sure Darlene, do you mean a book club, something like that?” “Uh, we might b...
One day a week or so after his affair with Amy ended there was a knock on his open office door. "Do you have a few minutes, Tommy?" He looked up and saw Norma Jenkins in the doorway. He smiled broadly at the handsome woman and invited her in and to have a seat. "Of course; I have all the time in the world for you." Norma, her face drawn and serious, nodded...
As usual I was almost late. I only lived five minutes from the golf club and so I always convinced myself I could leave it until the last minute before jumping into the car. This was a Saturday mixed foursomes invitational competition which was something I didn't often get involved in. In fact, some of my Sunday morning golfing cronies would have been horri...
Eighteen year old Preston Hardwood was on his way to his dorm room for his first semester of college in a week. The college was about an hour and a half away from where he was born and raised. Preston was African and Asian American. His father being black and his mother being Asian. He lived with his mom most of his years after his parents got divorced. In s...
Kaley knew she had to come up with a good initiation for sorority hell weeks. She had thought about this a lot recently and thought she had found a great idea for her new pledges. She set it up perfectly. The new girls should be here by 9 p.m. and "he" should arrive around 10 p.m.. She called the tow truck company last week and made sure the guy that would b...
Dear reader: this is an installment of a novella. To best enjoy it, I would like to recommend that you first read When the Masks Come Off in Venice, and When the Snow Comes Down in Venice. The sunbeams made their way pleasantly down between the buildings that lined the Calle Larga XXII Marzo, as Michela emerged from the department store with her elegant n...
Jeff kept smiling to himself. His arm had a couple of bruises where he had pinched it. He tried to show the two girls he was cool with the idea of sharing their lives, and that he could handle it. 'Just see where it goes' Sandra had told him. This had been Sandra's idea and Louise, the younger of the two, went along with it. So far it had gone very well, for...