Note: This stand-alone story is part of our continuing adventures in swinging. It is also the last chapter of the story. Thanks to all who have read some or all of these tales, and I appreciate all of the comments, good and bad, that I've received. I hope you found at least some of these stories humorous. Chapter 12: In Da Club 4 -- Vampires, Boobies & Blo...
This is a continuation of the story The Hunter. It takes place in north central Florida, near the Orange Springs Trading Post in the mid 1830s near the end of the Second Seminole Indian War. * Patrick Murphy rolled over and looked at his beautiful young wife in the pale light of the moon. She slept beside him, her golden hair spread across her pillow. God!...
Gail fondly remembered when her husband, John, had looked like the young man setting the fancy drink on the table next to the lounge chair where she reclined. She tore her eyes from the prime male specimen serving her to her husband. He'd softened some and was thicker in the waist, but he still excited her more than any man, and whenever he smiled at her she...
Leanna was lost. She had been past this particular tree twice now. The reason she knew this was that she had set three stones beside it, just like she had been taught. Grandfather had tried to teach her. She just wasn't the best student. At twenty-three, she should be married with babies by now. Not running around the countryside, alone. It wasn't proper an...
I always found it odd how much of our destiny could rest upon a single sentence. "Would you like to free your wife from hell, Matthias?" I snapped my head up and reined in my horse hard, almost making the animal rear. My narrowed eyes searched the shadowy forest around me for the source of the voice, but met only grayish trees and twisted underbrush. "How...
Gone to Texas ----- Bonus points if you know what the subtitle is from. .................................................. Rocky woke the next morning with a feeling of peace, and well being. He lay between sleep and wakefulness, enjoying the feeling of soft breasts pressed into his chest, a small hand fondling him to erection. He opened his eyes, fully...
The next four days were the most boring days sexually, for me. My moon blood forced me to take a pause from my revelry and enjoying my body. It felt like torture. While I knew that it was good for me, all that blood letting, the simple fact that I was feeling super horny at that time left me high and dry. There was nothing I could do. Vic wanted to fuck me s...
There lived once a queen whose husband had been dead many years. She was very horny, and had big tits and liked to rub herself on everything she could find, such as columns, statues and servants. She also enjoyed going out of the castle dressed in strategically torn rags and pretending to be a cheap prostitute. Now this queen had a beautiful daughter named...
When they rode into the stable, Tracey called out a greeting from a stall where she was shoveling horse shit. Tracey came forward wearing rubber boots and gloves that had brown streaks on them. She asked, "Hey guys, how did you like your ride? Give me a couple of minutes to wash up and then I'll help you dismount." The odor of manure filled the air. Dave e...
Author's Note: If you want background on these characters please read the 1st and 2nd Chapter's of Alex. This story has been a journey. Please enjoy my creation and remember to vote. "You have ten minutes if you want to watch Jill ride." I rubbed my eyes; he had disturbed me in the middle of a really good dream. I was trying to get my bearings; I was not a...