Note: This is a story that I lived through. Some names have been changed, some have not. I tried not to embellish. If well received, I'll convert more of my diary entries from that time to story format for your enjoyment. Many thanks to sr71plt and hfernandez1983 for proofreading the story and for providing advice. ***** This story requires a bit of ba...
Peregrination I awoke to my alarm at 5:45am, on December 21st, and leapt out of my bed with an excited giggle. In ten hours I would be driving to a historic chateau in the French countryside. I quickly showered and ate a small breakfast before attacking my, new, daily beauty routine. Deborah had hammered into me how important my appearance was, now that I w...
Not all just about writing erotica, this story is about car buff stuff for car buffs. Susan discusses her other passion the automobile. Of all the things that I learned about driving faster from Bob Bondurant and his team of drivers is that driving smoother is faster. With my eyes only looking to where I want to go, needing to feel the car to know what the...
The Coxville Curse Part 2: Chapter 6: The Librarian, The Nerd, and The Pothead ********** October 05, 2009: Monday *********** Just look at that little shit teasing me with his big black cock, thought Bobbie Sue looking up from the circulation desk at Melvin. He was sitting at one of the library computers typing away, seemingly unaware of his teacher'...
Chris and I had decided to drive to a nearby city to stay for the night. Our plans were to attend a strip bar that catered to couples as well as singles men. On the drive down my husband Chris rubbed my thigh as we talked about what to expect. The conversation was erotic and I felt my pussy becoming moist the more we talked. We found a motel near the bar, sh...
There is absolutely nothing in the world that can compare to the feeling you get when you start out your day by finding out that your wife is a party whore. Like most men I found out strictly by accident. There is a restaurant right across the street from my office and it has been my habit to stop there every morning on my way to work and have coffee and to...
The American West. Images come to mind such as cowboys and tall cacti. Endless hot deserts and beautiful sunsets. Rough dusty roads and stunning red plateaus. I wanted to see all this without the hassle of driving 2000 miles, so my girlfriend Heather and I took a trip on an Amtrack train from Chicago to Los Angeles. We enjoyed the view through the large wind...
The words, "I love it when a plan comes together," kept echoing through my head over and over. I believe it was Hannibal Smith who made those 8 words famous, but in truth, at that moment, with nothing in front of me but a clear expanse of I-90 in South Dakota, those words were meant entirely for me. I had just turned 42, and after beginning as an intern at...
Sorry this is somewhat long but I thought it necessary for the background of the story. If I get enough positive feedback, I will continue with the rest of the story as well as the rest of the week! God I hate Mondays, You have to get up and get ready for that daily grind of the workweek and mine starts at 2 am. There goes that damn alarm clock. I sit up, s...
I took a trip to Europe one summer and I bought an all-access train pass so I could travel freely from country to country. I had come originally with a group of friends but had to take a short excursion by myself to meet an old friend in Amsterdam. My friends would meet me there the following week. I got on the train late at night after drinking and smokin...