I had just broken up with my wife of 4 years. So I was definitely not feeling good about myself. My time in the Navy was just about up, & not a second too soon. Now that I was done with my wife, I had no reason to stick around here anyway. I decided to go check out a movie to get my mind off things. I had been mindlessly walking for the past 2 hours, so I wa...
Chapter 1 - My first swap with Raquel. My story really begins with my friend George who has been a long time friend since I was in my early twenties. I was married at the time to my wife Jessica who happened to be my high school sweet heart. As you can guess we married way to young and about 5 years into our marriage we began to experiment sexually. Georg...
A 'Love in Lovett County' Story ******* Thanks to my Editors: BlackKnight, DuffieDawg, FuzzyWuzzy & Gandalf4217 ********* Synopsis: An old Hobo protects and teaches a new kid a few tricks of the road and the rails and resolves to quit his search for his 'Hobo's Paradise', and perhaps make one for himself instead in a place of opportunity in Lovett Co...
Life never goes the way you think it is going to go. Sometimes it is for the worse and sometimes it is for the better. It is just one of those things that you have to be fluid with. You can plan and try to figure out all the details but chances of life sticking to that plan you made are not very likely in my experience. So first and foremost my name is Broo...
The sunlight twinkled on the rippling brook as it meandered between the meadows of Caisterdale to pass beneath the old stone bridge beside the village church. Sarah sat at the brookside, her face in shadow oblivious to the scene, staring unseeing into the distance, book in hand but lost in her thoughts. She heard hooves clattering upon the gravelled path,...
By Likegoodwinecopyrighted November 2011 Here's another short story for you. There is almost no sex to speak of in this short one. Sorry, I put no humor in this one. Enjoy! Your votes and constructive comments are appreciated, as they will help me grow. Thanks to Scalia for his patient editing I was sitting at the kitchen table sipping a glass of Jack...
My wife and her lovers think it would amuse them if I wrote this story about how I came to be known as The Good Buddy. I guess it started.... Wait, don't go, you haven't read my story yet! What? What do you mean you do not want to read about yet another cream-pie eating, cuckold wimp who gets off cleaning up his wife's snatch after her condom-spurning, b...
The car didn't belong on his street. Paul Williams knew every car of every house on the whole block, and the car parked two doors down was not only improperly parked on the curb, but shouldn't be in the neighborhood at all. He could see a figure in it, mostly a shadow. He blamed his neighbors. He'd seen this car before, a few days earlier. Parked one drive o...
Writer's Note: Here begins part 2, with a bit of part one to help you catch up faster. It starts in the middle of a flashback to their wedding night. He stopped long enough to say, "No, this is your night." "But I want you, if its my night I get what I want and I want to taste you." He obviously didn't find any fault with her logic, not that he wanted...
Allyson hadn't been this happy in her whole life. She was about to become the brand new wife of Mr. John Bennett, or more appropriately John Bennett Esquire. At twenty-three years old she was an almost newlywed living in a brand new home in new town in the northwest. Allyson was a fresh graduate from a small liberal arts college back east where her hard work...