Author's note: Thank you for reading, rating, favoriting, commenting, and sending feedback as these chapters have been posted. I appreciate it all. The final chapter of Messy contains only one sex scene. If that's what you've been reading for, you can stop reading after it occurs in the first half. The second half contains descriptions of injury. I trie...
Over the next few weeks, we weren't able to get together as a group of eight or even as a group of six, but we continued to see each other when possible. Carly (tutoring) and Jen (running store) both picked up part-time jobs for extra income or a "side hustle" as they called it. Jen and I felt great chemistry with Matt and Naomi, who invited us to their ho...
I awoke at 11:30 this morning, a typical Saturday morning in the winter. It was too cold to do much outdoors in the way of my typical warm weather fun, so I didn't feel the slightest bit guilty for having slept in late. That coupled with the fact that I didn't get home last night until 3:15 am from Tori's apartment, and after last night, I definitely needed...
Bobby Quiff had never been a stranger to adventure. In fact, on more than one occasion, he and his buddies had loaded up the van and made that grueling drive from L.A. to Las Vegas. Free beer, lap dances, big chested waitresses, and breaking even at the end of the trip. What more could a regular guy want? Once, he actually drove down to Tijuana with his frie...
Jacksonville, Florida. October, 2019. "Aiden? You ready to go?" "Hold on, Mom! I just gotta grab my glove." "We're going to the base hospital, honey, not a ball field." She knew there was no reason to say that. Her eight-year old son never went anywhere without his baseball glove, so it didn't really matter where they were going. The glove was coming alo...
Chapter Ten Tori sat in the kitchen in somewhat of a daze. She had never felt like this before. She thought back over the past two weeks and realized that she had been spending a lot of time trying to convince herself that Jake was nothing more than a friend. Now, it was pretty obvious, even to herself, that she had just been making excuses for the way she...
Tori lay back with a smile wide on her face. I watched her as she lay, content and happy. "You, have a wicked tongue. I have never imagined that someone could tease my pussy in that way." "I guess it comes with experience. It's important for a man to understand that a woman needs pleasing just as much as he does." "I guess you're right. I never thought th...
Author's note: This series is devoted to my wife, for whom it was originally written. It is both a history of our sexual life as well as my means of sharing our fantasies, with alterations to names and times to protect our friends, but both the fantasy and reality are/were spectacular enough to warrant sharing with others. **This is a stand-alone story**. A...
Dahlia: Dahlia slammed the bedroom door after all three had entered. She was lean with wavy, shoulder length black hair and a fixed expression of mischief that she hadn't lost since adolescence. She walked with her shoulders high and a heavy step, commanding respect. The man, with hungry eyes, lifted a hand in Dahlia's direction. In return, she smacked hi...
Hearts and flowers. Damn it, Tori was surrounded by hearts and flowers, and she hated every second of it. Of course, it was no different from any other Valentine's Day. Tori had been working at the candy shop for five years now, and every year when the red and green of Christmas gave way to the red and white of Valentine's Day, she felt like screaming. It w...