This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This was not going to be pleasant. The dimming afternoon sunlight filtering through the skylights of my 'writer's hideaway' told me to expect one of those spasmodic, cold and wet early autumn storms. The north wind was picking up something fierce as it surged down through the canyon, beating on my small cabin at the foot of a lofty ochre sandstone cliff. Ho...
© 2019, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ann's hand trembled as she reached for the cassette player, her index finger lingering over the button that would make it play. Nervously pulling it back like she had the previous three times, the pit in her stomach was making it impossible for her to press it. She kept stopping to look around the caver...
Ok, as I'd mentioned in a previous story (Jamie II), when I was younger I rode with a motorcycle club (MC). Not the bullshit crap you see now – accountants and businessmen on their designer Harleys who dress up as "bikers" on the weekends, put on do-rags and high-dollar leathers so they can parade around and pretend to be hard-asses. No, this was the real de...
Author's note: Thank you for the supportive messages I have received after posting chapter 3. If you care to go back to chapter 3 it is now back open for comments and rating, after it has been reposted in the same category as the first 2 chapters. Without those messages of support I am not sure if I would have continued this story. For those that sugge...
Thanks to Madiha (Sweetdreamssss) for encouraging me to finish it, and to Rustyoznail for being so patient with the editing. I would especially like to thank Rustyoznail for his excellent editing skills to define and enhance the story. He also has added to the dialogues and the sex scenes in this story. Please check out the stories by Rustyoznail & Sweat...
One good thing about writing is if you make a mistake, all you have to do is hit Backspace to correct it. Real life isn't like that. If you make a mistake, it can cost you a friend. Real life doesn't have Backspace. It's your life. .....Live it the way you like and fuck who you want. The Board of Directors of our little theatre group was having its monthly...
Dear Readers, If you haven't already read Chapters 1-6 of this series, I suggest you do so. Otherwise, you're going to miss out on a lot of detail. I appreciate you votes and your comments. RCG * * * I drove as fast as I could to the apartment. Debbie was still holding John and sobbing, 'I love you.' John was still unconscious. I pulled into the comple...
Welcome back, Lit! As always, many thanks to Steve150177 for his tireless efforts to make the story better. The finished draft is always better than the original! I hate to do it, but the moms I know tell me I should... I apologize because the next chapter will be out at the end of June. I should be stoned for keeping the last several chapters like this...
It was just another weekend night. Barbara my wife and I had taken a taxi to town for dinner and drinks. We drank a couple of bottles of wine at dinner and then went dancing. Barb and I weren't swingers or anything like that, although I did like showing off my beautiful wife. You see Barb was 31 years old and very attractive, in fact she's a stunner. Barb...