Chapter 3: Companion AUTHOR'S NOTE: Whelp, here it is--my first time writing sex. As a self-admitted vir-diddly-irgin, I always thought it'd be hypocritical for me to write one of these. Then I came to the realization that I'm a hypocrite, so it works out. I'd be perfectly content if this were the last chapter of the story, but feedback is a fickle mistres...
I'm a freelance writer who specializes in country and Western music and who has had articles published in most of the leading music magazines and I even had fairly successful sales of a book I did on the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville. But the one singer I just haven't been able to interview, and the one I've had a crush on for a long time, was Reba McEntire....
Every time the phone rang during the week I prayed it would be Sarah. When it wasn't, my heart sunk a little further. Every waking moment was consumed by thoughts of her. I re-lived the precious time I had been with her over and over in my mind. Gladly I would hold my cock out again and let her whip it mercilessly. She could do anything she wanted to do to m...
It was six o'clock. I'd just watched our minor-league baseball team win a day game and I was headed toward the bus stop. The panels on the side of the shelter usually have advertisements in them. On this particular Saturday, I couldn't see any of the text, but I caught a brief glimpse of the model's silhouette, and she was a knockout. I jammed my foot agains...
"This is a load of crap." I threw the book on the floor and sat back in the chair with a huff. "Explain to me again why I want to get a degree?" I could see Tom trying not to laugh, knowing the next thing thrown would be at his head. "Do you need some help?" he offered. "No, I don't, thank you very much. I hate accounting and no amount of help is going to...
A Note From the Author: I lived in Armenia for two years (between 1995-97) as a Peace Corps volunteer. While I never visited NAGORNO-KARABAKH itself, I do recall being able to see the comet HALE-BOPP, which was visible to the naked eye for a record 18 months as it passed by our planet. In ancient times comets were always seen as harbingers of evil, and sinc...
Odessa, Texas... The ever present searchlights shone over the desert sand scanning for intruders. The military personnel were on high-alert as they navigated their assigned patrol routes, their fingers itching against the triggers of their assault riffles. This was no ordinary military base; it was assembled after the Pulse of June, 1st '09 for the protecti...
Chapter 1. Friday Night Games It was a great party. A Friday night release where everyone made an effort to kick off the stress of the week, look fine and let laughter bounce around the cocktail flowing vibe. It was only 9.30pm, but the slightly charged atmosphere had already sparked off a host of the type of games contrived to let people who shouldn't touc...
Author's note: Tina is a very sweet, giggly, athletic girl whom I had the privilege to chat to online a while ago. She is 19, 5'10 tall, with brown curly hair and brown eyes. She has c cup breasts and gets turned on by dirty talk and very rough sex. This series documents my various encounters with Tina and the sexy adventures we had when chatting. It's Fri...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity – A seamstress comes home Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This i...