I love the holidays. I enjoy the time spent with friends and family during this time of year. There's something to be said for being in a festive mood during this season, especially when a very attractive next-door neighbor becomes extremely festive. Though I guess a better term to describe her would simply be...horny. Jack and Dawn have been our very good...
Scott Gordon hesitated at the bedroom door. Should he step out into the hall and confront his two teen-age daughters? Or, should he let pass the fact that they were sneaking back into the house at five o'clock in the morning? Their normal curfew was twelve o'clock, but his wife Sandy had talked him into letting them stay out later for the end of school year...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * "Oh. My. God; if I have to act like one more brat is just so cute, I'm going to puke," Jenna Bancroft whispered in her husband's ear while smiling. Dan chuckled, then squatted down to congratulate a little girl on being 'the best little fairy he'd ev...
This is a rework of the original. I removed most of the swinging stuff and made it a true romance. I also tried to clean it up a little more. I hope you enjoy. * I was walking through the terminal at the Madison Wisconsin Regional airport when I heard the loud scream of a little girl about 4. I turned and saw this little tyke crying. I walked over and kne...
Disclaimer: For those readers with discriminating tastes when it comes to interracial sex, this story will only piss you off. So, any anonymous flamers please do us both a favor and skip this story. "A woman's dress should be like a barbed wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view." –Sophia Loren As it happened, my sister-in-law and I w...
1. It took me two years to finish this story. But I couldn't let down creatures that "bump" in the night. 2. If you like The Darkly Stranger, or Marcy's Playground, or any other M. J. stories, please check out my author page for some new special information. 3. Strap in for an original, creative, mind-blowing ride. Here's everything you need: risk, lust, l...
This is the story of our wedding night. I wrote what I remembered, then sent it to Dick, who now lives in Seattle, so he could add his bit of nostalgia and provide his unique perspective. Heartfelt thanks to him for also proofreading, editing, suggesting changes, and giving moral support. ----------- Two weeks after Gina, my beautiful eighteen-year-old fi...
Author's note - Thanks for all the nice comments on my first story. My girl Robyn now continues to makes some changes to become the woman she always wanted to be. Her first story- ("I Need A Man")- started her on a path to become what she always knew to be true. Enjoy! Some descriptions are a bit deviant, so readers beware.) ***** I had just returned home...
I hadn't thrown a temper-tantrum in over thirty years. Yet one little word had sparked that rebellious nature I was sure I had outgrown. "I'm sorry, Becca. It's just not possible. That's the last I'm going to say about this." I opened my mouth but clamped it shut again when Malcolm tilted his head down and shook it once. I wanted to whine, "But why?" And h...
Dear Reader, This story continues directly from the first one, albeit a few weeks into the future. If you haven't yet, I would recommend that you go through the first story. It's not necessary to do so to follow most of this one but gives more background to our primary characters, the nature of their relationship, and context to some of the dialogue and eve...