There are several references to the ancient roots of Valentine's Day as well as the more contemporary aspects throughout this story. See if you can find them all. Leave the number you suspect in the comments below, along with your thoughts. Don't forget to vote! * The Background "I can't believe you got the girls a dog without asking me. But it is a swe...
This story is loosely written about the song 'Mr. Lonely' by Bobby Vinton. Thank you to WanderingScot for his editing. * Chapter 1 Here I was in the barracks listening to a radio station that played old time music. They were playing a song I could relate to. Hell, this song was written before I was even born, it was 'Mr. Lonely' sung by Bobby Vinton. I kn...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now 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...
The door shut behind her and she reached back, turning the lock and the deadbolt both closed with heavy clicks. Scarlet Sting leaned back against it, clutching a white slim box that looked as though it held more than it was intended to her. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against the door, her green, wavy hair out of the usual braid, free and...
This is my first submittal, so please be kind. I wasn't sure whether to enter this as "First Time", "Group Sex", or "Romance" as it has all three, but it seemed to fit the Romance best. It wasn't supposed to be this long, but the finished work has over 110,000 words, it just kept going and going. I decided to release only the first part to gage the reactions...
Warning: This story contains no same sex sexual intercourse of any sorts. Those that may feel offended by that, please discontinue reading. Ha, ha, ha. * Chapter 1: So many reasons why mature, married Pussy is far better It was late afternoon when Jay hopped into his car and drove to his gym. His car was a simple, inconspicuous sedan. Initially, he had fe...
All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** Melody Rivers was blessed with good looks, a name that sounded like poetry, and intelligence wrapped up in a winning personality that took her to the top floor of the corporate world. She was also an insatiable exhibitionist. It started innocently enough. For her thirtieth birthd...
They'll do it every time. Ain't that the way it goes. Clint wasn't quite clear on the meaning of irony—Nat had tried to explain it, but it kept seeming to mean just about everything. But he was real clear on the other thing. That feeling when you just knew how something would go and it went and was gone that way, dead-center, bullseye, not off by a fraction...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 106 "Baby, wake up," Cindy hissed into Paul's ear. "Huh?" Paul drunkenly grumbled. "Baby, please wake up," Cindy whimpered as another contraction stabbed at her insides. "Baby's coming?" Pam asked, wide awake. "I think so," Cindy whimpered....
*This is my Valentines Day 2016 Story submission, and the first story I've ever posted, so I hope you enjoy* Chapter 1 After languishing in the back hills of Wyoming, David was more than happy to return to Salt Lake City. It may seem a rather homey city compared to many other parts of the country, and other places that he himself had lived, but he definite...