Here is your word of warning. There is a cuckold in this story, whether or not he remains one plays out as the story goes on. If you read the description, you can already guess where this one is headed. Once again Thanks to PapaGus and his deft hand for editing this. ***** The headlights of my Suburban pierce the inky night, leading me back to a place I t...
Day Sixteen PRINCE MATTHEW DREUS I surveyed the coastline, marking highpoints on my map where we could erect towers for the mirror relay. It was how my father communicated with Queen Tiadoa and Ambassador Wentz in the Highlands; a series of mirrors aimed at each other over great distances from great heights. There used to be a relay from Ardeni to Alkandr...
I woke up as the sun was beginning to rise on the horizon, looking down at the beautiful girl sleeping next to me, and think about the crazy year it was. If you told me a year ago that I'd be engaged, I'd call you crazy. Then I look on the other side of me, and see my other fiancée, yeah it's been an insane year. Tomorrow is my 26th birthday, this is a stor...
04 BRYAN & CARLA RECONNECT MORNING GLORY "Oh my gosh, Carla, I can't think of any better way to wake up to than with you sucking me off. But do we really have the time for this?" "Mmm," Carla said, removing her mouth to respond and replacing her lip and tongue action seamlessly, using her hand to squeeze and pump him. He groaned again, opening one eye,...
Returning Home Puyallup, Washington: Fifteen months ago "I was thinking about building the plant somewhere near Seattle. I know Boeing has a plant in Everett, and I'm thinking pretty seriously about that as my final choice. We've got survey teams investigating a potential site there as well as one is a small town just outside of Portland. But I think I'm m...
Wendy introduces her dates. Shasta asks Scott a favor. William Thornhill asks to join the Friday poker game. This chapter contains oral, anal, interracial, lesbian and includes pegging. All of the characters are over 18 and neither STD's nor COVID-19 make life miserable for the participants in this fantasy world. A Taste of Slavery, Ch 61 - Thornhill Plays...
The hitch-hiker. It had been nearly two years since my life partner of two decades had died, and in February 2014 I had finally made the move away from the Australian capital to rural eastern Victoria. The sale of my previous home had allowed me the luxury of buying suitable land in the quiet seaside village of Marlo, where the Snowy River meets the ocean....
Dear Readers, Thank you for your feedback as you are reading the story. Your comments keep me going. I appreciate the patience of each and every one of you who is sticking by this story and enjoys reading about the sexuality and emotional growth and development of these two characters. I'm writing the story for each and every one of you....
"I'm sure you've heard the rumors, and I can tell you they are all true. I am not an easy person to work for, Ms. Stevens. I expect you to be available at all times day and night. My needs take priority over your own as well as anyone else's. Will that be a problem for you?" "No, Ms. Collins. I understand completely." "I have a half-dozen more qualified pe...
Prologue: March, 2014. Frieda slowly squeezed open one eye. Her worry wart husband had called earlier, awakened her, and try as she might she hadn't quite been able to get back to sleep. She peered lazily over at the man snoring beside her; drool, like the drip of a leaky faucet was seeping from his open mouth. She could see his fillings and the lighter br...