Clyde Van Nuesen couldn't believe the interesting turn of events. It had been a few weeks since he'd seen Martha and her friend at the hotel and now here he was attending a dinner party at Martin Cook's home and watching the beguiling Martha and the buxom beauty Saundra Cook in the same room together! That day at the hotel had created an enticing perspective...
This being my first story, I would appreciate any feedback. I would also like to thank Angel Love for her help correcting my butchery of the language. Her encouragement helped enough to stop me from hitting the 'delete all' key. Thank you again Angel. Now on to the story. * Well what the fuck now? A year ago I thought my fucked up life might actually turn...
I write for fun only so please excuse my poor English, spelling mistake and bad grammar. Saying that I do enjoy writing even though the Turner prize will never be awarded and my wife loves to read the raunchy tales I put her in... thanks for those who took time to vote and for the nice comments. For those who sent abusive ones... ho hum. It was really a sil...
Even being baffled, I held on and battled. To get back my life's pride, Wiped my tears and smiled. The stories I hear, Everything is fair. Be it a ghastly war, Or, a mere love affair. ------------------------------ In the middle of the flight, Kiara woke up to go to the washroom. When she returned, she was too lazy to wriggle her way into the middle seat...
The girls are once again in the restroom. I hear giggles and hushed whispers. I start to wonder what may be going on, but after shaking my head I drive the thought away as it could be anything. I head to my closet, look at the slacks and I just can't bring myself to put them on. Turning to the dresser I head for the bottom drawer and pull out some shorts....
Stacey had had the worst week. It was the worst for a few reasons: First of all, her best friend had gotten married. Which, of course, is great news! She was in the wedding party even. And had a blast! But now her best friend was married and had a special someone and no longer needed Stacey in the same way she used to -that person you call anytime of the d...
This story was inspired by my good friend Naga di Kandang and his wife/Mistress Jalan. ***** Nia guides her horse around a twisted track in the mountains. Each step takes her farther from familiar territory and deeper into the lands of the dragons. It is a dangerous journey, but necessary. Coming around another turn, a valley suddenly opens up before her....
Chapter 8: Lesson Two This story is an adaptation of the first sexual roleplaying thread I ever started. It is told from several viewpoints, Violet who is the main female figure, Amber who changes from visitor to resident, and several male visitor's. It is broken into several episodes for easier reading. * * * * * Violet's eyes: "Lesson two is going to b...
The bar was named "Misery's". The owner bought the bar a few years back after a nasty divorce. In his mind renaming the rundown club after his bout with depression kept him from literally losing it all. A message that even his therapist found profound. His therapist frequents this bar out of respect. Tonight, Keith Foxx and his buddy Ellis Dupree were goin...
But deep in the night, they find out why Sir Malcolm pays so well. They are all fast asleep when a strong knocking on their door drags them out of their sleep. Vincent is not so rueful about being wakened, he has slept fitfully, dreaming of riding through the heath on a coal black horse. The spindly low shrubs covering the hills around him are no longer in...