October 8, 2017 Author's Notes All characters are over eighteen, fictional and the product of this writer's imagination. Any similarities to real people, or other fictional characters is purely coincidence. Feel free to comment and vote if you choose. Constructive feedback is always welcome publically or privately. I won't censure any comments, since I...
The limo pulls up in front of your beautiful home at precisely 9:00 pm as expected. Your wife kisses and hugs you farewell, excited that your friends have arranged a special surprise for you. You hold her close; appreciative of all the amazing times you enjoy together. In your mind you ask yourself what your mates could possibly have in store for you. It d...
The funeral of David Evans was a simple, yet solemn affair held at the cemetery and attended by family members and a few close friends. David had been a reclusive multi-millionaire financier with three ex-wives, all of whom had passed before him. His private life was substantially unknown even to his only son, Seth. Regardless it was expected that Mr. Evans...
("Sparrow fart" is very, very early in the morning. Ute- what some call a pick up we call a ute, short for utility. We really struggle to pick them up. We have technology called steering wheels. We use them to change lanes for example. We admire people who get out of their pick ups, run beside them as they pick them up, move them to another lane, then get b...
She woke up lazily, still in that dreamy state of almost awake and wanting to roll over and go back to sleep. Then the throbbing started, memories of the dreams she had that night, dreams filled with sex and this brought a smile to her face. She rolled over to kiss her husband and he was not there, she laid there a little longer thinking about the events of...
Warning: this short story involves feelings, it's not just sex. === My girlfriend gave the best head ever. When I fucked her, she whimpered like I was the only man who could made her cum like I did. And maybe it was all true. She had been very secretive about herself. We started by intensely dating, Geocaching to dining, we fucked in hard and incredibly h...
My name is Zake. I'm called that because my parents gave me an unpronounceable Ukrainian name, and that was the best fit that came out of kindergarten. It stuck, and it's been hard to get confused with anyone else in the phone book. I'm 34 years old and I'm an instructor for heavy equipment. I also dig vacant lots for homebuilders on the side with my own bus...
Hello everyone. Here is Chapter Five of Choices. I certainly hope you enjoyed the previous chapters. Thank you for continuing to read this story. Thanks to my friend Jim for simply being there and offering to listen and help when I call. Also for beta reading for me. It is self-edited, so any mistakes are my own. But please don't let any errors you may f...
[This story stands alone, though it fits into the bigger 'Out of the Closet' story. It was planned as Chapter 5, but my muse has been badgering me for months to release it sooner. I learned my lesson and will obey. She's stopped me from writing before when I didn't listen. It fits in the time line about 16 weeks after Out of the Closet, ch 1.] * In his mot...
Our arrival to our escape for the weekend was somewhat similar to my dream with the slight exception that I could see. Naturally, I had told my Dom about the dream and he simply smiled. "This weekend, I want to be able to see you. I want to see the look in your eyes as you submit to me, as you sit in the car with me, as you wake up. There is no doubt that yo...