It is Saturday morning and I am lounging around my apartment. The holidays have warn me out. I had a great New Year celebration with my best friend, his wife, sister in law and her best friend. It is cold and blustery outside with flurries of snow flakes blowing around. I decide to play a game of college football on my game console. Midway through the game...
Illicit Affair #2: Chapter 1 4:00pm, November, Las Vegas The best thing about the thunderous applause wasn't that I had inspired such a jaded crowd. It was that the applause meant that I was done - I was the last presenter at a three-day convention. No more meetings, no more obligatory cocktail parties or dinners. There should have been a coin toss who wan...
This is the third story of a short series examining male sexuality; more specifically my sexuality. As I have got older I have found the borders of sexuality becoming blurred, particularly as I seek more and different sexual kicks. It's not essential to read the other parts first, but it might help. * I still couldn't quite get my head round it. I could...
On the second evening of the Yangtze River cruise, I slipped on deck and saw two women from our tour group kissing. They had found a niche formed by some superstructure and a lifeboat, where they thought they would be hidden, where they thought they could see anyone who approached. I slid to a shadowed area and watched them kiss. They were roommates, but mo...
Jo stirred, awoken by the bright sun pouring through the large windows of the studio apartment she shared with her partner. She stretched, her arms out above her head, her skin glistening in the sunlight. Relaxing, she ran her hands slowly, sensually, down the front of her naked body, over her firm breasts, her hard little nipples, her flat tummy, and onto h...
I awoke early as usual this morning. Looking outside I could see it was overcast and I could hear the steady tapping of the rain on my steel roof. I dressed after showering in shorts and t-shirt, as it was quite warm despite the rain outside. I went into the kitchen and put on coffee and made some toast to have for breakfast in the kitchen. As I drank and at...
I am the dominant one, always in charge. My bitch will do anything I want him to, I mean anything. He pleases me more than I ever thought one man possibly could. I lose count after twenty-thirty orgasms. He drains me completely until we watch the sun rise together. I've leaned towards becoming a nicer Mistress, but I know I have my moments, and the marks sti...
Getting out of the shower, I watched him on the bed leaning up on one elblow, totally naked with that wanting smile on his face. He looked back at me and he did not have to say anything as his fingers slowly massaged his hardness. A gestured silent invitation of what he wanted. It had been a few days since I was able to ride him. I too was wanting desperate...
On many military bases set up in Southeast Asia, soldiers live in "tent cities," or, if they're lucky enough, hardened "expandables," which sleep anywhere from four to eight soldiers per structure. There is little privacy to sleep, but even less to bathe, where a tent or trailer is set up with somewhat private cubicles which barely provide room to turn aroun...
This is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and incidents in this novel are wholly the product of the author's imagination and have no substance in reality. Any resemblance to actual persons whether by similarity of name or description, is entirely coincidental. All characters in this novel are over eighteen years of age. Chapter 01 Lovely Laura my...