This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imagination. Although this story should have enough facts for you...
Though this story is fiction. Sean and Lia are real and a lot of fun. *** It is one of those hot balmy days in Sydney, so sitting outside at a bar drinking cold beer, alongside the Parramatta river, makes for a very pleasant place to be. I am here with three others, Shane, Marcus and Brad. We are chatting but there is a lot of nervous energy and anticipati...
Night 1 - Meet n Greet For my darling husband's birthday, we decided join our friends Cheyenne and Blair on their annual getaway cruise to Mexico. Cheyenne is my beautiful bombshell of a girlfriend. She's a petite, blue eyed blonde with voluptuous breasts a phenomenal ass, and curves in all the right places. Cheyenne and I have gotten quite close over the y...
Chapter 2: Hanna Grows Bananas I answered the knock on the door and let in Hanna. Hanna looked more radiant than I had ever seen her. She looked as if she was in her 20's, not her 30's. More than that, her clothes were becoming more stylish and feminine. I remembered how she dressed like a Saigon bag lady when we first met. Now, Hanna wore a little makeup a...
Birch loved manipulating time. He was a quantum physicist and looked for every possible way to manipulate time. He was a supreme multi-tasker but also an avid practitioner of Zen meditation. His ultimate goal was to chronicle and master those moments where a pleasurable thing or a frightening sequence of events are perceived in a flash of motion and compres...
Last time, I blamed it on her birthday. Lots of alcohol, a very late night, and an almost understandable confusion. That was the combination that led me to fucking my wife while she thought it was my son-in-law. Maybe it wasn't completely understandable, but at the same time I had no right to be jealous. I had taken full advantage of her... including her tig...
John has never written about my relationship with Damien or even really mentioned Damien in his stories. He always felt Damien was something very special just for me. Lately, however, John's wanted to record some of my memories of my time with Damien. So this is my story told by John trying to use my words. This happened a few years ago now so some of the de...
Based on a true story * "Wow! You drain me. Between your mouth and that big guy between your legs, my pussy is so sore. I think I'm going to call you, 'Bruce the Bull'. Wow!" Bruce: "Oh, I bet you tell all the guys that." "Just the well endowed guys like you." Bruce: "Have you had many experiences? Oh, maybe that's not a proper question?" "Oh, that's o...
I would like to start off by extending a big thanks to my editor, Misty Morgan. This story would have never been published without her wonderful editorial abilities. This story is based on the true life of a sailor with some fantasies and fiction inserted in very appropriate places. I will leave it up to you, the reader to separate the fact from the fiction...
John is sitting on the couch lost in silent thought when his wife Emily comes down the stairs drying her hair with a towel. She walks over to the couch and plops herself down next to her husband. "We didn't get a chance to talk upstairs; you kind of took off before I got in the shower. So, now that it's over, what did you think?" Emily asked. "I don't...I...