THE BIKER PARTY On my way home from work, I stopped at the local Burger Barn and picked up a bag of sandwiches for supper. I'd owned my old 1950 Harley Hydra Glide a couple of years by then. Bought it and a nearly new black Mustang fastback in 1965. So I'm guessing this was 1967, making me 28. 1949 or 1950 was the first year for hydraulic forks and 1950...
His alarm goes off at 6 AM that Saturday. On any other Saturday he would ignore the alarm and sleep in until 10 or 11, but not today. Today is Service Day, and he couldn't be happier about it. He gets out of bed quietly, careful not to wake his wife as he does so, and tiptoes out of the room and down the hall to the empty guest room. His outfit for the day...
Larry Parker had just put another shift for Candid Films Inc.; as a filmstrip editor for a small-time porno outfit, he had seen his fair share of sleaze, and was bored with the same old scenarios of 'stud meets bimbo by chance and ends up filling her well-used gash with cream'. He yearned for something a little more erotic, and had been peddling his talents...
The four of them had been inseparable, ever since grade school. Rob, Tom, Chris, and Bret had been so close growing up as kids in the suburbs of a large Midwest City, that everyone had dubbed them the Four Musketeers. Even in high school and throughout the years at the nearby college, the four stayed together. And even when Rob, Tom and Chris got married, th...
Author's Notes: Thanks to my lady love for making Richard's struggle even harder, and of course to my faithful editor bikoukumori, for a lightning-fast edit job before year's end. This chapter contains some graphic violence, but only adults (or the impersonation of adults) are having fun here, sort of. #14 Resistance When I entered the lobby of Mindlin...
West Memphis, Arkansas is a sleepy, old river town, sitting on the banks of the mighty Mississippi River. That and the interstate that runs through it make it a manufacturing center, as is Memphis, Tennessee, across the river. Both cities are north of hurricane alley, but get their share of large, broiling thunderstorms, and an occasional blizzard that charg...
Chapter 1 I came home from a hard day's work on the construction site, wanting nothing more than to sink into my Lazy Boy, fire up Thursday Night Football, and drink a six-pack of Lonestar, but that wasn't going to happen. It seems my wife of ten years, Agnes, had other plans. She wanted to talk. "You remember my Aunt Martha, who lives in Arkansas?" she a...
Miss Jenny and I entered the home and there was a sense of relief to be in our own house and only then did we communicate. I asked simply...did you enjoy yourself and Miss Jenny smiled broadly...his cock is so huge and he felt so amazing inside me...the experiences we are all going to share will be amazing slave and she hung on that last word for a bit. It w...
Anthea arrived back from her shopping spree amid the Dorset sunshine, and was delighted to see Prudence had arrived back from Germany; her arousal blossoming immediately on the prospect of learning of her task, wanting to know every last detail about Horace's disposal. Prudence's excited embrace of her, conveyed the warmth of the pleasure she'd gained from i...
After seven years of estrangement, I made peace with my father; a week after that, he passed away at the age of 77. William Fitzgerald the Fourth, the CEO of Fitzgerald Enterprises, was laid to rest. That morning, they had a memorial service at the nearby Protestant church, and then all the attendees drove out to bury him in the family mausoleum. Afterwards,...