Author's Note: This is the second installment of a story written for a friend. By way of explanation, I have written this, and the first chapter, as a favor to him, describing things so the story would appeal to him. Some may not care for the enhanced descriptions, or points of view of the characters. If you are going to leave a comment, please don't delve i...
Brooke's favorite band is in town -- will she get to meet them? (Author's notes: This is a work of fiction. In this fantasy, nobody is worried about STDs. In real life, all non-monogamous sex should be practiced using accepted safe-sex precautions. All persons involved in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. Special thanks to LunaRosa for her pe...
A Jog Fuck – Phone Sex – Spying on Denise Using a Dildo – In the Backseat with Lillian – First Time Anal - Caught in the Act I was on my best behavior the following day, knowing that both Denise and Maureen would be watching my every move. Just before noon I told my mother I was going for a run. I was striving to be in the best possible condition on enter...
Stef was rudely awakened by her cell going off on her nightstand. She reached for it out of the haze of sleep. She looked at the display on top and tried to focus on the caller ID before answering the call. It was Kendall and it was nine o'clock. "You're up early, Kay," Stef croaked, clearing her throat as she answered the call. "I was curious to hear abo...
The small apartment was quiet as Eric settled down to an evening of television. He was looking forward to a night to himself after a long week of teaching at the Wood County Police Academy. His specialty was self-defense, but he taught all aspects of police work. It had been an especially tough week where things went wrong when they shouldn't have and things...
This is chapter seven in a look back at a long term affair I had with a woman named Candy. Due to its length this chapter has been broken down, hopefully at logical breaks into four parts. Candy is one of those one in a hundred women you come across every now and then; sexy, sensuous and totally uninhibited. Don't kid yourself, they're out there, maybe wel...
"Guten Abend klasse," I offered, it had been a long hard day, the weather outside was abysmal and I now had two forty-five minute periods of teaching a class of holiday makers who wanted to go to Germany. Already exhausted, this evenings teaching was not something I had been looking forward to today. "Guten Abend Herr Professor," they chorused in unison, mo...
Chris and I were sitting around drinking wine one Friday evening, exhausted from the demands of work and social obligations, and experienced something of an epiphany. We realized that we had allowed others to dictate our agenda, resulting in a lack of quality time together to do the things we enjoyed. So, it didn't take much further conversation for us to de...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons, Fire In The Hole, Ethical Dilemmas. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much apprec...
{Author's Note: This is Part 7 of what has become a family saga. The first six are in Lesbian Sex because the family arc began with the relationship between Kerry Neally and Suzanne Nelson. Their mothers (Eileen and Kate) are introduced in the first lines of this story. One of the relationships in the earlier parts was straight—between Eileen Neally and Tom...