I met Brandi when I was going to college in California. She was born and raised in Alabama and was very conservative. We both were raised with a silver spoon in our mouth. The first time I saw Brandi, I got that instant bulge in my pants. She was five foot six, one hundred and twenty pounds, blonde hair, and blue eyes that melted you with a simple glance. Sh...
Authors Note 1: I apologize for leaving this series for so long. A few of you have poked me over the months, so here it is finally. I have been working on a more visual/illustrated story line and that takes a great deal more time and effort to develop, so I wanted to get back to more story based lit. Please let me know in comment or message if you would like...
“May and December: The Journal of Bleu_Light_Special” My life has changed so much since my introduction to womanly passion in the arms of my beloved Amora (Bisexual Awakenings: The Journal of Bleu_Light_ Special). It’s hard to believe that almost a year has gone by since our tearful parting on the shores of Cholla Bay. So much has passed my way since then…s...
37 Lis was slipping on her navy blue Jimmy Choo pumps when she first heard the noise outside her front door. She figured that one of her neighbors must have been moving something big into their residence as she checked herself out in the full length mirror. She was wearing a navy blue business suit and she knew she looked good in it. The skirt was a bit lon...
Day two of our cruise started with the sun shining through the open balcony slider and a slight, warm breeze dancing over our naked bodies. The rhythmic sound of waves breaking against the hull was memorizing, almost hypnotic. My beautiful wife of 20 years and I lay exhausted on the cum stained sheets she and her bull made without me last night. We were both...
John awoke, but struggled to stay in that drowsy cosy feeling. Warm gentle sunlight was just beginning to glow through the blinds and the bed felt so nice and comfortable. His wife lay in bed next to him facing him, her slumbering face so peaceful and she was doing that cute breathing thing again. He just wanted to lay here soaking her in. He knew he was a...
Chapter I: My Nagging Dream Trust me, the only thing worse than not owning a Harley Davidson? Is when all your friends do. But, allow me to clarify. I'm not talking about hard core biker types by any stretch. I'm referring to the pressed shirt and tie types. You know? The ones who seriously don't look like they belong on one? The ones who maybe, occasionall...
Elena got up from the edge of the motel room bed and walked to the window to look down on the street. There was her daughter joining her girlfriends and several boys, laughing and giggling as they walked away. This was supposed to be a fun vacation for the two of them, at a surf Festival where her daughter was a competitor. But Elena felt bored, ignored and...
Epilogue September 28, 2005 We left for real today. Beth looks as beautiful as I had ever seen her. I wanted to get married right away. I made the mistake of saying as much to Beth's mother when we told her of our engagement. I was informed that my continued survival depended on amending that position. Much to my dismay I discovered that even with all of m...
I started chatting with a cyber-master who challenged me to write four short stories that would give him a hard-on. This is the first of the four challenges I was given. SexSweetheart *************** Julian and Juliet have been friends and car pool buddies for a while. Several months earlier Juliet suffered a neck injury in a car accident and developed ve...