Author's Preamble: This is a supplemental backstory in my generational Sims 3 romance/fan fiction blog. The main characters, Andy and Danae, are the main characters for my current generation. So that the context of the story is clear, I am listing the characters and a brief background for each: Danae Jones Murphy is the main protagonist, and Andy's wif...
As I lay beside Rebecca the morning after we'd consummated our marriage I realised how lucky was I to meet and marry such a goddess. I was a lowly computer geek and she was a girl going places in high finance. We were both a similar height and weight but whilst I was skinny and lacked any real muscle, she was beautifully curvy with an ass to die for. I often...
It had been well over an hour since I first started my sexual adventure with Treva & Isiah. Our threesome had already become the most exciting and pleasurable physical experience of my life, but I didn't know it was going to get even more exciting. After a little breather with some much-needed sips of refreshing water, I had enjoyed sharing kisses and the to...
This is the continuation of the story about Kathleen and Andrew. Thank you for all the comments about the first part. Some comments gave Andrew advice about what he should or should not do. However, Andrew did, and continues to do, what he thought was the best thing for him to do at the time. Love is a mysterious thing and what each person does in various...
You think it's easy for me to tell you about this? Well just fuck off. Sorry about that outburst, but I'm still trying to manage the hurt and anger that won't go away, even after all this time. My life was great until I found out my wife was gifted. I don't think I could ever have lived with her being gifted, but I still can't get my head round the idea th...
[©2011 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 WITH IDENTITIES DISGUISED; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE] [Martha's dear husband married her for money, but that was 20 years ago. Just how much sex could he find in a loveless marriage?] * Where to begin? My name is Peter. I was living with Martha, my heiress wife, in Pecan Stream, just to the east of San...
Readers: this is a Loving Wives story featuring cheating or swinging spouses and the fetish of cigarette smoking; if you don't like either, then don't read it. Reading it, then criticizing it for having those elements makes no sense, much like going to a Mexican restaurant and placing a negative review for them having tacos and guacamole. To my kind, support...
Elves lined the walls dressed in hooded cloaks over their silver armor. All were armed to the teeth with bows and arrows, swords concealed in decorated leather sheaths, knives at their waists. Even the women were there, behind their men, preparing their own welcome for Magnus's armies. The elder stood in the center of the main courtyard, a bower of flowers...
Author's Note: This story does not stand alone. If you haven't read part One or Two, please do now. On Monday, I strolled into my metal fabrication company and searched out Ben, my General Manager. Ben had been with me for six years. I had hired him right of college as an accountant, but I quickly realized he had great potential. Since Ellen and I wanted to...
As usual, MoPac Expressway was choked with midafternoon traffic. Peter Grigsby was relieved when he finally reached the Windsor Road exit. The drive from Austin Bergstrom International Airport had taken over an hour. Classic Country was playing on the satellite radio. "On the Road Again" segued into "Six Days on the Road." Peter smiled when Dave Dudley sang...