What had gotten into me?! I knew what had gotten into me. Several things had gotten into me. Or should I say both Rod and Eretto had gotten into me. And my poor husband, the man I've loved, what do I tell him? Again, what has gotten into me? Mark and I have been married for ten years. I am in my 30's and so is Mark. We have been happy, have two beautiful ch...
Author's note: "Sharing My Wife Amanda" has been near and dear to my heart. Thank you SO much for investing your time in this series and, ultimately, in my wife whom these stories have been based on and dedicated to. Special shout-outs to TR and William for your friendship and inspiration, to Mace for being such an avid/rabid fan, and, lastly, to Goddes...
This is a parody story. No characters represent any real person, alive or deceased. All characters are over the age of 18, including cartoon characters who have failed several years of school. ********************* Hardplay Presents: An American Mom Tale The Falcon and The Beaver At seven PM, thirty eight year old mother of two Francine Smith strol...
All characters in this story are of legal age. ***** I was intent on spending the holiday alone with my PlayStation 4 and some fellow online shut-ins but my roommate Dillon was having none of it insisting that I tag along to dinner with him and girlfriend Amelia. I'd been dumped by my girlfriend Jessie. She'd delivered the coup de 'grace by telling me that...
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! I hereby gran...
My alarm went off just before sunrise like it had for the last few years blaring loudly into my ear before I mashed the snooze button down returning to sleep for a few seconds before the next alarm sounded from my phone. I accidentally swiped it off the mattress onto the hardwood floor of my bedroom reaching for it, but the bottle of hooch remained upright o...
Disclaimer: *All teen characters are eighteen years old, over the age of consent.* *** It all started out so innocently as my girl Edna and I were in the midst of some ill- advised sexual experimentation when we'd been caught by one of the church elders and outed to Pastor Grey. We were kissing, no tongue or anything when Sister Jacobs popped up in front o...
A tale of Southern charm, lust, love, sorrow, and a little bit of magic. Chapter One: The Scent of Magnolias It happens every Spring, or when I close my eyes and feather dust the pale yellow dry perfume oil lightly all over my body. The magnolias, sweet magnolias, are blooming…and I can scarce draw a breath with the thoughts the sweet odor evokes in...
Trish lived a little over an hour away from the mountains, some of the most beautiful in the world, in many people's opinion, but she practically never got out to them. She was busy with school, work and a full fitness regime. Yet she yearned to go out and climb in them. A very athletic woman Trish loved the idea of pitting herself against the natural sple...
** All teen characters appearing in this story are of legal age. ** Brenda did not like what saw staring back at her from the mirror. She was wearing a clear plastic mask over the upper half of her face to protect her broken nose. It was held to her head with a Velcro strap which she carefully pulled, loosening the protective covering letting it fall into h...