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Mary and Alvin Ch. 14

by MelissaBaby on Oct 9, 2018
Romance

The Ice Storm For as long as she'd been in Maine, Mary had heard the locals take a dismissive attitude towards winter weather. There was no wind cold enough, no blizzard fierce enough, for them to be concerned. Driving on snowy roads was a challenge eagerly faced, becoming snowbound at home, a vacation to savor. By implication, those like her, people from a...

X-Rated Romp Through Life

by anonymousbosch on Sep 11, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Prologue The imaginary ramblings of this aging but still very sexually active man sometimes wander to his partially true but mostly imagined past. This is the tale of that mostly imagined life. I leave it to the reader to distinguish fact from fantasy. The names and places have been changed or most likely invented so that the reader is left with the thought...

50 States of Sex Vol. 01 Pt. 02

by Gorev_Reighl on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Volume 1: Part 2 (a brief visit to Bangor) June 26. Augusta, ME. Senate Inn, Presidential Suite I was never a huge fan of giving blowjobs. In fact by the time Jake and I started planning our trip I still hadn't gotten my mouth close to Jake's crotch in our 2 ½ year relationship, and I could probably count on both hands the times I licked or swallowed a c...

My Wife and 3 Daughters Ch. 01

by splitlapper on Sep 28, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I just turned 45 years old and had been a coast to coast mover/trucker for half my life. My strength and ability to go without sleep helped me to make good money. My new tractor had the power and speed to get across the country quickly. The pay was a share of the line-haul so it helped that I owned the trailer too so I got a bigger percentage. It was a lone...

Blonde Fucks Blacks Ch. 16

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Anal

My name is Janice Ellery Bronson and I am a six-foot-tall, plump, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, green-eyed and blonde-haired Irishwoman living in the city of Bangor, Maine. By day, I work as a field researcher and assistant for one of the city's most respected attorneys. Who is this attorney? My beloved husband Thaddeus Bronson of course. He's a six-foot-tal...

Mary and Alvin Ch. 36

by MelissaBaby on Sep 14, 2020
Romance

Bogart and Bacall It was still dark in the room when Alvin got out of bed. Looking out the window, he saw a magenta glow on the horizon. He went to the bathroom, then pulled on his robe and made his way slowly down the stairs. One step at a time, he thought, ain't that a pisser? He started the coffee maker, although he didn't enjoy his morning cup as much...

Waiting in the Snow

by oggbashan on Feb 25, 2019
Romance

Copyright Oggbashan January 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ The heavy snow reminded me of my long term neighbour Simon....

Snowed In With A Sexpot

by JANAMARIE on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

The weather was getting colder by the minute or at least that's the way it seemed every time they talked about it on the TV. It was snowing but not too hard YET. The forecast was calling for six or seven inches before midnight. The way it was going I would get to my cabin around seven so I should be all right. I'm thirty-one and work in Manhattan as a lawye...

It’s a Place of Beauty

by Mainefiddleheads on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

The beautiful things of life are oftentimes birthed out of great bitterness. The morning sunlight glistened off the smooth surface of West Grand Lake with the early morning chilled air hanging still and motionless. It was the dead calm of an early October morning when most of the seasonal campers and cottage dwellers had long returned to their distant resid...

Mary and Alvin Ch. 06

by MelissaBaby on Apr 16, 2018
Romance

Bonnie's Bed The rain that chased Alvin and Mary across the bay on Sunday lingered into the week. When Mary got out of her car in the gravel parking lot at Faulkner's Wharf on Wednesday afternoon, she had to dash through a watery maze to get to the office door. She stepped inside and saw a tall, wiry woman sitting at the desk. The woman looked up at her, on...