Chapters 1-7 are somewhat self contained and describe Matt being rescued from a Midwest snowstorm by a family that turn out to be his soul mates, girls with lots of past life ties. Lots of spirituality and lots of sex. This was mostly written in 2005 and was posted in 2010. Chapters 8-13 describe Matt going home to the Northeast, discussing things with his...
My wife and I have been married for 21 years, happily so for about 19 of them. The other two years have included epic fights, short-term separations, and some extramarital shenanigans on both of our parts. What follows happened in late 1999, when things weren't so good for us. We had just separated. It turned out that we reconciled after about 6 months, bu...
Deborah is a country girl. She rides horses, among other varieties of animals with large members. Like certain human males. But only if they beg like a dog. Suzy is a city girl. She rides a Harley and loves the vibrating machine between her legs. “Deborah,” Suzy whined, “you know I don’t know the difference between a horse's ass, a cow's ass and a man's ass...
Having been online for a while and making a few good friends. Most conversations whether in IM or in chat rooms turn to sex. This particular guy and I chatted quite often. So we knew a lot about each other's interests. And he told me about a web site I might enjoy, It was EroticStories.com ... Wow was he ever right...At first I read every story that was post...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 50). This story c...
First, thank you for reading my story. Please offer any help that you can since this is my first story. All names in the story have been changed for the sake of anonymity. ***** Life, for me is pretty bland. I am just your average college kid in a private liberal arts college in Ohio. There's nothing about me that stands out. I am the essence of average. I...
Big Jim lived in the mountains of western Washington, where the rocky peaks were snow covered in the winter, with a lush evergreen forest covering their bases. In the summer he would throw his sleeping bag, cooler full of food, and fishing tackle, into his Bronco and explore the back country near his home. He did this alone, because he had never met a lady t...
I was blindfolded, but I could still feel the dimensions of the room, its height, width, the amount of furniture pushed against the walls. My heels made a hollow knock against the hardwood floor as he gently led me to the center of the room. "Are you cold?" he asked as he brushed his hand up against my bare arm. I shook my head no, barely able to speak. "...
The sports bar was noisy and raucous, booze and talk flowed freely. The people here were mainly young and beautiful and at fifty-two; Lee was neither. When his son had suggested this place for a drink he had reservations; but he had finally acquiesced. To make matters worse David had been called into work on an emergency; so here he sat. He suddenly felt ver...
"Don't you think you're being a little irrational?" I sigh and glance out the window. Mike is playing with Brooklyn in the snow. A dormant part of me is pleased by the sight. "Claire," Mom says, trying to recapture my attention. "Mom." "Claire." I sigh again, a small smile on my face. "No, not irrational, exactly. I think this might be good for me." "Y...