The newlyweds held hand in hand as they walked down the hallway on the top floor of the Hotel. Atlas decided months ago; without Peyton's knowledge, how they would consummate their vows. His requests were simple when he confirmed their reservation. His devious thoughts ran rampant as he confirmed a top floor suite, away from any guests, with duel king-size b...
I know this has been a long time in coming. I do apologize, but with school and work... there just hasn't been enough time. I do fully intend to finish this story however. Just like before, remember, these chapters are only first drafts, see my bio for more information. Don't write me about grammar, but if you have plot suggestions or comments, please send m...
“Hey, Angel,” The voice that was rough and deep said. “It’s time to get your ass out of bed!” I opened one eye and then the other slowly, squinting through the dark. I saw Romeo Diaz sitting in the chair across from my bed, leaning back and glaring at me. I looked around at the apartment wondering what time it was. I had to clear my throat a few time befor...
Cassidy shivered as Randon grabbed her hand and practically dragged her out of the museum, saying a quick goodbye to his family. Her heart rate was probably dangerously high. She wanted him, like she'd never wanted a man before. She couldn't explain it. She felt as if she would die if she didn't have him and soon. The feeling was somehow more than physical....
"Grind" Every city has a place that the ladies of polite society pretend does not exist. A place they pretend their husbands and boyfriends do not go when they are out with the boys. Whether surrounded by warehouses or down by the tracks, there is always that place made up of cheap beer, faded brass, and menstrual-red velvet, where women with no shame and n...
It took me a long time to like myself. When I was younger, I was very overweight, bordering on obese. I had all sorts of related health problems, not to mention self esteem issues. It's a pretty widely accepted fact that overweight people tend to have good personalities because their looks can't speak for them. So I tried to console myself in the fact that...
Dame on the Dune © Gene Majors Three weeks into the fall quarter of my second year at the Summerston Junior College (1962), our JC Tennis Club decided we needed a break before the fall round of tournaments began. To us, a break, meant an all-day picnic, waterskiing, and a general sight-seeing cruise around the river canyon seventy five miles to the east. To...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
This is a work of fiction, intended for adults only. I woke up to the feel of hands, on my rapidly hardening cock. Looking down I saw that the sheet had been thrown off of me, and there was a very engrossed Angie, with her hands wrapped around my cock. The wild mass of dark hair kept her face hidden. With my cock fully hard, she snuck a glance up at me. Blu...
Britney Spears & Justin Timberlakes First Time Britney Spears sat in her hotel room near by to the arena that she was set to perform in the next day. She was watching some television waiting for him to show up. This would be the night, she thought. The night we finally do it! Of course, she was talking about her Teen heart throb boyfriend, Mr. Justin Timber...