1. "Interesting showerhead," he had just muttered to himself. And it was. It was two showerheads, actually; turning a spigot by the main outflow would divert the surprisingly powerful stream to the shower-massage hose and wand at the opposite end. And the tub was huge. He had decided that his hostess was quite the sybarite when the lights went out. The bat...
Chapter One He was walking around the lake, trying to lose the extra 30 pounds of girth his 35 year old body had added since college. His mind wandered over many such subjects as it often did during such hikes. He was a home town kid, one who had gone off to college and returned to work after graduation. A rich man monetarily, but a poor man who deeply regr...
George Krest awoke to first the feeling, then the sound, of a pair of lips racing on his rigid cock, giving him a sloppy blow job. He didn't need to open his eyes to know the tongue begging cum from his balls was his foreign exchange daughter, Ava. Ava was the hottest little brunette to have come from Bohemia since the song from Queen, and she was above and...
The ballroom was a lot noisier then I had thought it would be. There was a DJ spinning dance tunes and the floor was crowded with bodies. Colored lights flashed rhythmically with the beat. It was a bit surrealistic. Tim took my hand and led me to the bar, there were three seats open so we sat down. I couldn't believe I was bold enough to go out braless; it...
If you have not read chapter 1, I suggest you do so before reading chapter 2. If you like this story, and would like to see it continued, please leave a comment and vote. ***** The sun had begun to set in the western sky at the Jackson estate. The sweltering heat began to abate and a cooling breeze flowed in from the northwest. Off in the distance, the cal...
Josh Richards was ready to attend college at Texas A&M next fall. He lived in a small town in northern Alabama. He had his own business and his own money, which would pay for part of his tuition to college. He started a lawn care business when he was twelve. By the time he was eighteen, he had his own used pickup truck and a 14 ft. trailer for lawn mowers, t...
"What did you do?" Caine asked. Janie hadn't really noticed him come in. He was leaning in the doorway watching Janie blow out the candles in front of the mirror. She was disheveled and flushed after watching Bella work her oral magic on Captain Vex, and she definitely did not expect an audience for what she was thinking about doing next. She was recoveri...
The Passion for the Game -- the second tournament Prolog: I've had this story sitting on the self for some time while life got in the way. If you haven't already I strongly recommend you read the prior "Passion for the Game" stories first so this make more sense. If you're too impatient for that let me give you a little context. Carrie is a new comer on t...
The island of Barcola was primarily Nivalese. The inhabitants had managed to repel a mainland occupation a half-century prior by pulling the majority of their people into the mountains and fighting a brutal guerrilla war against the colonizing forces. In the narrow mountain passes, the mainlanders' usual tactics of shielded firing lines and phalanx-style clo...
39-year-old Tariq Manning blew out a sigh as he looked over some papers as he sat at his desk. They were credit card statements and bills. Man, I need to have a talk with Tonia, he thought. Her spending is out of control. Tonia was his wife of three years and was the definition of a trophy wife. He smiled as he thought about her and his loins warmed. The wom...