As my trusty Accord needed some more "surgery", I found myself riding with Chris in his Porsche to a morning meeting with Marty O'Brien at his high-rise office. "Mornin', boys!" Marty said with his usual bravado. "I guarantee you're gonna love me more than you already do! Have a seat." He said while gesturing towards his office chairs. Marty then reached in...
It was Fall, and the leaves in Southern Indiana were turning into a bursting color display. Sandy and I were driving through the knobs just to enjoy Autumn's wonders. We often just went for a drive when we needed to talk. We'd drive around for half a day sometimes, just waiting for the other to open up and speak their piece. Sandy had asked that we go for a...
Ok, I’ll admit it… I am a cock hound. A dog. My Daddy use to say I’d fuck a woodpile if I thought there was a snake in it. Maybe that’s why I still deal a little pot all these years after I know I shouldn’t be. Maybe that’s why I fucked up my last marriage. Maybe the sun will come up tomorrow… I live in a neighborhood they use to call middle class. Its lowe...
All characters are at least eighteen years old. Thanks go out to musicloverxo91 and boheminxen for their editorial assistance. * Billy pouted and said, "Alright, if that's the only offer on the table." Of course he was smiling then as he lay back on the mattress so she could go to work. As usual Holly did an excellent job. They got dressed and started for...
I apologize for the long delay between chapters. There are now thirteen additional chapters completed that will be submitted approximately a week or so apart. ***** Monday morning, October 2, 2028 I casually commented, sitting on the edge of the bed, "Hon, you got a box in the mail last Friday. From Jonah." That piqued her interest, cocking her head, "Wh...
A Sequel to Training Rose. * I woke with the dawn, I ached all over, I realised I was completely naked except for a crude bridle and bit and a collar and leash and a waist belt with a crotch strap which was so tight that it painfully separated my poor abused pussy lips, then I saw the lawn mower and the dirty old blanket daddy had covered me with and I rem...
* * * [Many thanks to my volunteer editor LadyVer, whose helpful investment of time made this a much better story.] * * * I was inching my car across the icy parking lot of the Mill Creek Ranger Station when I first saw her: alone on the shoulder of California Highway 38, a pair of skis crooked in one arm, and her thumb pointing up the road toward the mou...
Everyone in my neighborhood would gaze at this stunning woman that lived next door. Raven had long waist length black hair, bright blue eyes, and was a size two if that. But it was those beautiful D breasts that caught my attention. I, like most men I'm sure, imagined myself buried deep within them. I was in awe of her perfect heart shaped ass, and the way s...
(Saturday night, Las Vegas strip) I've only been to Vegas twice - once last weekend and once right now. The first time, I didn't even want to go, only going to shut up my best friend Chaz, who's more than a little reckless. He set up a bachelor party under the guise of going to Cleveland to misdirect my fiancee Marilyn, who would have been a little bit nerv...
by UrsusMajr and PapaWereBear (Note to Reader: This is the sequel to Becoming the Bear. Although the two stories can stand alone, they are linked; some things in this story refer to events and characters in the earlier one. You may wish to read that one first. This is (obviously) a work of fiction, and no real persons or events are depicted. As in our other...