Thank you kenjisato for your insightful suggestions, encouragement, and efforts in reviewing this piece for me. Note to Readers: It’s a ramble of a minor character from another story I am working on. ——————————————————————— His Love Lost, His Pen Found Born on Valentine’s Day, he was a true romantic at heart. He loved the enchanting
We were out for a camping trip together in the forest about an hour away from our home. It was something we liked to do now and again on our weekends, for a change. The spring nights had finally started to warm up, so we’d decided to go for our first trip of the year.
All characters involved are over 18, the story is based on some real events and some fictional, some names have been changed. I had just recently graduated from the University of Vermont in civil engineering and was looking forward to surprising my girlfriend Vicky with a romantic restaurant dinner, I left my job early Friday
“I’m home, honey,” Jen sang out happily from the foyer after the front door closed. Mark looked up from his book, and looked up, as his wife walked into the kitchen. Her body, glistened with perspiration, her pink high waist booty shorts and matching strappy sports bra contrasting nicely with her shiny, well-tanned skin, a
[Author’s note: This picks up from the first act of a scene in Chapter 11 – Midori Meltdown, which is the previous installment. In that chapter, the beautiful Sasha, a buxom, eighteen-year-old bisexual university student, gave Midori, a sexy but inexperienced, almost naive grad student her first Sapphic orgasm, albeit with the aid of their
Author’s note: This isn’t a numbered chapter in the series because it doesn’t really fit into the arc that has crept in as I’ve picked up writing more of it. Think of this as a more-or-less stand-alone. It refers to the original inspirational two-story arc that Lance Wulff wrote, but it’s still more of a
“My wife signed the contract? Because I don’t see it. Let me get some better light.” With that, I stepped over, pulled out a Zippo, and lit the offending piece of paper on fire. Bridget and Rocco just stared as it burned like trash. “Nope… I was definitely right. That wasn’t her signature. So, what
_____________________ It was a Saturday, as June Garrison, along with her son, Marc, waited at her new condo for the moving van. With the divorce settled, her daughter just out of college, and her youngest, Marc, set to start college in the fall, June was stepping down to a smaller place, which, she hoped, would
The Things We Do at Home – part 4 by starrynight <br/> Dive into the tantalizing world of “The Things We Do at Home – Part 4” by starrynight. This sultry installment promises to explore intimacy and desire in ways that will leave you breathless. Discover the secrets and pleasures that unfold when passion ignites … Read more
A Father’s Bargain by robdcruz A long story of sexual brinksmanship by a father and daughter , “Dad?” “Huh?” I said, looking up from my plate at my daughter Sarah. “What’s wrong, you haven’t said anything in a while.” She was right. We were having dinner together, which was usually the time we caught up … Read more