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Road Trip Jim Mellon s Erotic Journey Across AmericaChapter 16 Iowa

I shook my head part in puzzlement and part in wonder; I'd said the three magic words, 'I Love You, ' to three women since I started my road trip: Kim, Summer, and Crystal. I wasn't sure whether Summer and I were serious or just pretending to ease the baby-making space we created. I had wanted to tell Lauren, and got right to the edge but could say the words that way. I wanted to say them to Ellen too. I felt love deep inside for June, Betty Sue, and Pat. Embarrassed, I couldn't remember...

A Well Lived Life Book 7 Kara IIChapter 36 A Visit to Iowa and a Frightful Night

October, 1982, Iowa City, Iowa Alyson opened the door and flashed a smile. She and Becky hugged, then Alyson gave me a quick hug and invited us in. We followed her into what appeared to be a den, where she introduced us to her mom and dad. I managed to keep my face neutral when she introduced me as Becky’s boyfriend, but I saw Becky smile a bit when Alyson said that. Alyson asked her parents if it was still OK to go out to lunch with us and they said yes, but were clear that we were to come...

Loosening Up Book 10 Road Trip EastChapter 32 Iowa to Minnesota

The day was perfect. The temperature was about eighty; there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Cricket cradled his head in her lap as he looked up at the sky and her. They lay on some soft grass at a rest stop along the highway in the middle of Wisconsin again, this time heading for Minneapolis. Dave ruminated, “We did good, Grasshopper.” Cricket laughed, “You think I’m some Kung Fu expert? I am a brown belt, you know, in whatever it is that Wan Suh is teaching us. And, yes, I agree with you. That...

From Iowa With Love Part 5

I walked her to her car realizing we were leaving and how I would not wake up with her next to me the next morning. “You got everything,” I said. “Yup got everything except for you babe,” she said. “Don’t do that baby this is hard enough as it is,” I protested. “Sorry,” she pouted as her head fell in disappointment. I immediately wrapped her up in my arms and squeezed her tight. I released her from my grip and let her enter her car. I leaned in the window, “call me when you get home so I...

From Iowa With Love Part 4

I shot up straight and looked at him in disbelief. Had he really just said that? Puzzled and shocked, barely audible, I managed to mutter the word, what? He sat up to look me straight in the eye and repeated himself, I want to come with you. God knows I was tempted to just say okay and let him have his way. But I couldn’t t help but wonder how long it took him to consider such a rash move. I fired my concerns at him, what about your home, your family and friends, a job... My eyes were full of...

From Iowa With Love Part 3

The next morning left her and I both a little hung over. We polished off that bottle of UV the night before and we felt it in the morning. I got up before my little sexy vixen, who was wearing nothing but that red nighty. I left the hotel and grabbed some Starbucks for breakfast. When I returned I woke her with my entry. She looked amazing with her sleepy little innocent face. But she was far from innocent, and last night can prove that. "Good morning" she says in a sleepy groggy voice with...

Something Strange in Iowa Part One

It was nearly Spring. The Olsen Family Reunion was always held at the end of February to give the family something to look forward to through the long, cold days of winter. The family recently sprang from Clinton, Iowa, and it was there that the reunion took place every year. The First United Methodist Church of Clinton had seen many generations of Olsens over the years. Now, even though the family was spread out over the entire country, about half of them still lived within easy driving...

From Iowa With Love Part 4

Introduction: A series of stories written by me and a girl i have been cummunicating with through e-mail for about a month now. The stories are about our fantasised meeting of one another. Written by her. Chapter 4 I shot up straight and looked at him in disbelief. Had he really just said that? Puzzled and shocked, barely audible, I managed to mutter the word, what? He sat up to look me straight in the eye and repeated himself, I want to come with you. God knows I was tempted to just say okay...

The Best Handjob in Iowa

I don't remember exactly when I met Molly. I had stopped off for the night in Des Moines on a long coast-to-coast haul It was a long night, with lots of drinks, and the earliest I can remember we were chatting like old friends. She was one of those girls with no barriers: everything she thought came straight through her mouth, and she had kind of a dirty mind. There need to be more girls like her. "So," Molly said, slamming her beer on the table with the authority of a judge's gavel....

Howie Returns to the KiowaChapter 2

The construction equipment dealership that Tall Grass had purchased in Amarillo found a used drill rig for him. He purchased the drill rig and arranged for the dealership to deliver the drill rig and a backhoe with a front-end loader to his home site. Tall Grass decided to wait at Dolph's for items to be delivered. Tall Grass planned to spend two weeks in the Western Land. He wanted to drill water wells and do the excavation for the house. He hired the Kiowa, who made the adobe bricks for...

Howie Returns to the KiowaChapter 3

"You did well," Tall Grass said to Marcy. "I am glad you passed the GED. "Thank you. I can't believe I'm a real Apache," she said. "We prefer Kiowa, although we're Kiowa Apache," he said. "And you are my Chief," she said. "I want you to think about what you would like to study," he said. "I thought I just passed," she said. "I want to go to the community college in Albuquerque. I don't want you to ever be stuck, without options," he said. "What do you think I should...

The Warrior s and the Kiowa

For years the Warrior's and the Kiowa fought in battle. The Warrior's consisted of men, sex-craved shapeshifting people, and the Kiowa consisted of Females, beautiful and elegent, knowing how to use their bodies.

Lost FoundChapter 48

It was a little after ten o'clock when I woke up on Sunday morning. Kelly was climbing back into bed with me after a visit to the bathroom. Snuggling with my naked lover got me amorous. I gave one of Kelly's tits a caress and pressed my body against her back. My hard erection slotted itself in her crack. "Not now Kyle, I have a headache," Kelly moaned. "Do you want some aspirin and water?" I asked. "No, just let me alone so I can sleep a little longer," Kelly answered. I gave her a...

Lost FoundChapter 68

I woke up Sunday morning to the sound of banging on my bedroom door. "Coach, you got to get up," Chip demanded. "You're going to be late for the recruits' breakfast." "I'm excused," I called back. "Coach Burton is letting me skip the breakfast so I can spend time with Penny before she heads back to Philly." "That must be nice," Chip responded. "I can't see Coach doing that for me and Amanda." "You get to see Amanda all the time," I replied. "Penny and I only have a few...

The Week I Cheated part 1

We were just reservists – having been shipped off to Camp Pendleton for our annual 2-week duty. Our platoon commander released us early, just after lunch, a four-hour gift for good performance. The taxi drivers were charging an arm and a leg to drive anywhere in town, so the “Eagle Globe & Anchor Club” was packed. Anybody with military credentials was allowed to bring a guest on base and it seemed like every available female in Oceanside was there – along with lots of horny,...

Age of Consent in North America

The ages of consent for sexual activity vary by jurisdiction across North America. Overview ... The age of consent is the age at or above which a person is considered to have the legal capacity to consent to sexual activity. Both partners must be of legal age to give consent, although exceptions may exist when both partners are within a certain number of years in age. Persons below the age of consent may not, by law, give consent, and sexual relations involving such persons may be punished...

Lucky Jim 1 FirehairChapter 13 Additional Interests

Aug 17, 1858 After many kisses goodbye, I was finally allowed to leave this morning. Everyone and everything were aboard the Freedom, although there were a few disgruntled passengers still standing on the docks looking for passage to St. Joseph or Kansas City. Despite his personality flaws and shortcomings, we let the territorial governor sail with us. He was curious about why we weren’t taking passengers or cargo until I told him how much gold we were transporting. Dad was taking Mr. Pate...

Out Of TimeChapter 2

Life became normal again. There were changes with an infant in the house, but Zane was their third child and they knew what to do. Agents Smith and Paxton kept frequent contact to make sure they were okay and about a month after the murder, they came over to tell them it was time to go into the Witness Protection Program. With the new baby in the household, Ryan and Mandy forgot about that original conversation and reality hit them hard again. "So where is this place?" asked Ryan. "In...

Sonnet 57Chapter 20 The Procyon Conspiracy

Chapter Introduction Professor Angela Dawney, the noted academic psychologist and expert in research on the effects of stress, fulfils an invitation to work with some new colleagues, to improve their data collection methods for a new medicine, but is she a queen in the game or merely a pawn? The Set Up: Weed Eradication Protocol Catherine Hopwood is at work in her office in the State of Iowa Narcotics Enforcement Bureau when she receives a call from an old friend. Scott Anderson had been...

hOMELESS Part 5

CHAPTER 13 I called down to the bell desk once we had finished breakfast. David was there with our limo and the bags were in the trunk as I tipped the bellmen and followed Jennie and Lady into the rear seat. I sat back, completely relaxed, as David drove away. We had a relatively easy trip to LaGuardia although there’s never a really easy trip in the city. I had just tipped and thanked David when our bags were carried to the plane. We boarded and got Lady secured, relaxing in the...

The Brass Ring

One spring evening, Clark was sitting by the fireplace with his twin five year old daughters, Sarah and Amy. His wife, Marie, was just coming into the room. She sat next to him and put Amy in her lap. Clark did the same with Sarah. Sarah said ‘Tell us the story again, Daddy.’ ‘Alright. Do you girls know what it means when someone grabs the brass ring?’ ‘Yes, it means they get a really special prize,’ Amy added. ‘OK. Once upon a time, there was a very pretty princess named Marie. She was...

Misadventures of a College Youth

Victoria arrived in Chicago about two weeks ago and is only now settling into her dorm on campus. Coming from a small town in Iowa, she is shocked at the vastness of the big city. Though shy, in the first couple of weeks of classes she manages to make a small group of girlfriends. It is this group of three other girls, two of them native Chicagoans, that Victoria accompanies out tonight. The Swollen Susie, a cramped, cheap punk club that admits 18andups but still serves alcohol is where...

Homeless Pt 05

Part 5—Jennie confronts her stepfather then we take a long honeymoon. CHAPTER 13 I called down to the bell desk once we had finished breakfast. David was there with our limo and the bags were in the trunk as I tipped the bellmen and followed Jennie and Lady into the rear seat. I sat back, completely relaxed, as David drove away. We had a relatively easy trip to LaGuardia although there’s never a really easy trip in the city. I had just tipped and thanked David when our bags were carried to...

Misadventures of a College Youth

Introduction: This has a rather lengthy opening scene before actually getting to the sex, so skip over this story if you want to jump directly into hardcore fucking, or jump to the end of the story. Misadventures of a College Youth Victoria arrived in Chicago about two weeks ago and is only now settling into her dorm on campus. Coming from a small town in Iowa, she is shocked at the vastness of the big city. Though shy, in the first couple of weeks of classes she manages to make a small group...

If You Build it

I was in the cornfield when I first heard The Voice. It was a hot July day in Iowa, and the sun and the heat may have been playing tricks on me, so I ignored it the first time I heard it. As isolated as we are out there, it's easy sometimes to imagine things. But the second time, there was no mistaking it. "If you build it, he will come," it whispered. "Build it? Build what?" I said to the corn, feeling foolish. There was no reply, just the wind rustling through the...

The Fatal Lie Pt 2

It was 1930, and life was closing in on folks ever since the Stock Market crash the year before. The only people making money were gangsters and bootleggers for this was still Prohibition in the United States Cliff, a private investigator out of Chicago was, as they say, "on assignment" headed for Las Vegas. He had left earlier in the day from the place Carl Sandburg described as: Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight...

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Footprints on the Sands of Time

Footprints on the Sands of Time By Dawna Tompson July 2014 -- The weird sexual lives of Emily Whittaker and Carlos Guzman appear to be spookily connected across time and space. Dave Freeman seems eager to get their story out to the public. -- From: [email protected] To: [email protected] DeRitt Metaphysical Publishing 7070 Independence Blvd. Marina Del Rey, CA Attn: Ms. Mitchell, Senior Editor Dear Ms. Mitchell, I have run across some material that I hope you will find...

No Contest Book 3 Tallying the Score 2001 2003Chapter 18

Another great show in Barcelona, for a nearly full auditorium, albeit with far less seats to fill. Backstage after, Alejandra greeted him with a kiss. “That was quite amazing.” “Thanks.” She immediately handed him off to Essie, who’d watched backstage. And went to Al, who seemed to be annoying Eddie, not understanding the rock star’s need for quiet. “Come on,” she muttered. “You can be with him at home.” “Alright Alejandra,” he smiled without affecting his cruel eyes. Joe was...

Our Only Hope Chapter 05

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age...

Going into hiding is hard

Going into hiding is hard Going into hidingPart 1By Tcheser Salvatore Giuseppe hated to do it but there was no other way. His life as a mobster had to come to an end. He had done too many bad things and the police had finally caught him. He knew he wasn?t blameless, but it was the result of his upbringing that had really laid the foundation for his criminal endeavors. Had he not been born the son of a gangster he would have most likely never been more then a corrupt accountant or a...

Naked On the Road A true Story

It was about the middle of summer when I first went to bed with Bob. He was my husband’s flight instructor. This was the year that I wore my very first real mini skirt. The first one actually made the national news. The first one was somewhere in the south, Atlanta, I think. They were not being worn anywhere else except in California by me. When my husband saw the newspaper article about it, he showed it to me and told me I should wear one when we went to the bars and into town. Since I was...

A Primary Valentines Day

Will Forscher smiled as he put the finishing touches on the speech he had been writing and saved it to his computer. He stood up and stretched, then walked over to the quarter full coffee pot and went to pour himself a cup of the liquid upon which most political campaigns depended. He shook his head as what almost appeared to be sludge poured from the coffee pot and into his cup. Feeling daring, he took a tiny sip, grimaced and poured the contents of his cup and the coffee pot into the sink. He...

Avenging Husband

The Story: My world was rocked by a couple of punk-ass frat-rats. At the time it was not a good thing to rock my world. In order to tell you my story I will need to give you a little background. It all starts in a little backwater town in Iowa we will for the sake of the story call it Fairland (as opposed to Bumfuck). My father and mother were both chiropractors and made a decent living popping backs. I graduated from Fairland High School in 1964. I did well on my college admission tests and...

A Fresh StartChapter 172 Campaign 2008

There wasn’t going to be a whole lot of grand legislation going on in 2008. This was an election year, and it was going to be a big one. We would start off with the primaries, which would take up most of the late winter and early spring. After that we would have a brief lull through the summer, and then go into the conventions. After the conventions it would be full out bloody warfare. This was on top of the regular fun and games. Every House seat was up for election, as were one in three...

Boone The Early YearsChapter 04

Bright and early on Monday July 1st, 1861 the doors to the barn are opened and the four wagons move out. Yesterday afternoon was spent cleaning up the barn and stables and now they’re leaving after several weeks of living there while getting ready to go west. Three of the wagons are fully loaded and the fourth is mostly loaded, they’ll finish loading it when they reach Columbus, Ohio, where they plan to buy a great deal of salt. Nellie is at the reins of the lead wagon pair with Heidi in...

Awakenings Ch 40

The next morning I was up at six. My eyes still heavy with sleep and dressed in nothing but my boxers and a tee shirt, I opened my motel room door and peeked outside. It was dark, gloomy, chilly and drizzling. Quickly closing the door, I retreated to the warmth of the bathroom where I shaved, brushed my teeth and took a hot shower. As soon as I was dressed I packed my gear and checked out of the motel. Regardless of the weather I was eager to get on the road. On the way to the I75 freeway...

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The Fatal Lie Pt 1

The heat was on in the city, and it wasn't just Chicago's sizzling summer. It had been a decade since the Prohibition era had started and as a result, Chicago was a lawless town of corruption and anarchy. Gangsters controlled everything in the city. Only a few months earlier, Al and Bugs had a little Valentine's Day party that had the Feds all over the city like dandelions on a summer lawn. The weather? Yes, the weather was hot too. Records were being set as fast as the Bambino was slugging...

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The Audition

Early Spring 1980 Just minutes before, a rare thunderstorm had graced Los Angeles. Rain had poured in torrents, leaving puddles and causing reflective glare on the streets. The click of high heels on the wet sidewalk roused the attention of the guys standing outside the pool hall. They all turned to watch as a very attractive young blonde walked by. “Hey babe, wanna taste of big daddy tonight?” Laughing loudly the guys made a spectacle of themselves as they stepped off the pool hall steps...

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No Martyrdom For Helen Reddy

No Martyrdom For Helen Reddy by Cabinessence Dedicated to the Robins, Caroles, Tracys, and Jeffreys in my life and hopefully in yours. Sometimes, when you are sitting home alone late at night, you feel that the past is all that you have left to cling on to. It is somehow always there for you, constant, never changing. It never leaves you. It is part of what has made you what you are today. My own past is that I grew up in a small town in Iowa not too far from the legendary...

Another Day in the Life The Applicant

Set in a dystopian alternate reality (world created by George Kinaski, aka Marlissa) in which women have been stripped of rights and the best they can hope for is marriage or administrative office jobs in which they will be expected to sexually satisfy the boss. Against this backdrop, Sandi is trying to get a better jobShit. I forgot the coleslaw. I could picture the Tupperware container sitting next to the fridge. I sighed, fat lot of good it does me there. I peeked up at the clock. Time was...

Built on Lies

"Can I help you?" "Yes, I'm Adam Parks, and I'm looking for one of the students here. Her name is Eve Richards," I said to the woman at the visitor's information desk at Michigan State University. "One moment while I check our register," she replied, turning away. "I'm sorry, but our records don't show an Eve Richards registered here." I wasn't sure what to think since I was sure she went to school there. "What about a Sylvia Masters?" The woman looked a bit annoyed but...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 3 JessicaChapter 45 Birthdays Holy Week and Pascha

April 21, 1989, Chicago, Illinois I was in my office, just before lunchtime, when Keri transferred Jessica’s call. “REINSTATED!” came the ear-splitting shriek from the handset. Then some more unintelligible babble before she calmed down enough to carry a conversation. “Congratulations, Babe! We’ll celebrate tonight! I assume Al called you?” “I just got off the phone with him. My tentative start date is September 1st. I’m limited to eight-hour shifts for the first month, then I’ll go back...

Healer s TouchChapter 11

Kat sat huddled on her bed. The clock on the table reminded her that she should have been in bed hours ago. While her body was quite sated, her mind was in utter chaos. She couldn't believe that he had actually tied her to her bed and made love to her with his mouth. What was she going to do? She loved what he had done to her but if he kept digging in her past, he was going to reopen old wounds. She knew that if he was seriously considering marrying her, then he had the right to know her...

The Hydra

Author's note: In Greek mythology the hydra was a many-headed monster that was slain by Hercules. The term also means a persistent or multi- faceted problem that cannot be easily eradicated. This story may not be re-posted without the author's permission. THE HYDRA By Lana B. Brian rolled off Rachel and softly gasped for air as he rested beside her on the bed. It was the second time in the last hour they'd had sex. Brian was proud of himself. Rachel leaned over and placed her...

The Warrior Inside a Woman

June 6: I resolve to write all my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams, my fears and my angers, my hatred and my love, to understand them and control them, in this diary as the year unfolds. It will be the story of the last year of this age, and the beginning of the next. Nobody, needless to say, will ever read this collection of my thoughts, except myself, so I have freedom to say what I will. "Mahdi, come here." It was my master Wahid - he was ready to start the meeting. The name...

A Weekend Before Life Pt 02

Before I continue I should give you the reader, a fact that I did not include in the first part. This lovely dream’s name, is Julia. Over that weekend shared in my dorm room we had numerous moments of intense sex, and intimate conversations about our lives. It came easily to us and the conversations never felt forced. Besides the intimate details I will not share at this point, she told me that she had two sisters, both of which were older than her and in college as well. However, they went...

EROTIC FANTASY ISLAND CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 1:This is the continuing story (from the RESURRECTION story) of one woman, Annie Linder, who finds herself living a dream she was unaware she wanted … until it was given to her. For continuity, it is recommended that you read RESURRECTION, first. See my post for the cover.Everything still seemed like it was happening so fast. In actuality, it has been three weeks since Sylvia Contreras came to Tucson wanting a meeting with me to discuss her revised resort on the Caribbean island she...

This slutty girl named Tiffany True Story and ou

This is a true story, I've wrote it off and on over the period of a week or so. There is a little bit of inconsistency because some of the details I had forgot. Names haven't been changed, I just didn't use my own name.When I was 19, I was fortunate enough to land a really good job through a family member. Although I wasn't much to look at, it didn't take long for girls to start noticing me (or my money) - where I live, good jobs are hard to come by and even 8 years later most of my friends...

Delilah and the Deep Blue Sea Part Two

When I awoke the next morning I was alone. I rose up from my bed amidst the ruins of the villa and peered around cautiously. There was no sign of her. Carefully I tip-toed out from the ruins and conducted a quick scan of the surroundings. The little olive grove was quite deserted other than the small creatures with which I shared the island. These seemed busy at this early hour. There was a little dark grey bird singing from the scrub at the edge of the olive grove. It had a musical voice I...

Delilah and the Deep Blue Sea Part One

This story has taken me forty years to tell and I only finally relate it now in the firm conviction that nobody will believe a single word of it. In many respects that doesn’t concern me. I have other motives than those of persuading the reader of the veracity of my tale. I write it more to exorcise a ghost that has haunted me for most of my adult life and will doubtless continue to do so for the rest of my days. It is a story, the memory of which, has been my constant companion these past...

The Bookkeeper Needed a Change

The Bookkeeper Needed a Change By Elen I had grown up in the flat rolling hills of Iowa where there was nothing but miles and miles of cornfields. It was there that I rode my bike for hours on end to escape the boredom of country life. I wasn't tall compared to the corn fed, football playing classmates I graduated with, but because of all the bike riding I was in shape. After finishing my degree in accounting I couldn't wait to head to the big city life. And now my dream had come...

Involuntary Females Jona a script

EXT., HIGHWAY, NIGHT A highway in Kansas, the Pony Express Highway, somewhere in the flat emptiness between two towns that are several miles away. It's night, and it storms and rains heavily. The road is dark, no street-lamps. And no cars. Hardly visible, a woman in a black hooded rain cape fights against the storm and tried to stay exactly beside the road. We see her only from behind, so we don't know how she looks like, just that she seems to be slim. ...

The Second Circle Book 2

The Second Circle Book 2 By Paradox York, Nebraska, Wild Life RV Park It was around six in the evening by the time the girls had reached York and all three were more than happy to stop for the night. While Kitty and Ashley had shared in the driving responsibilities, Aiden was clearly feeling cooped up and anxious as evidenced by the way she was constantly moving about the living area trying, and failing, to find something to occupy her time. To anyone who didn't know her, they...

Whatever Happened to Wonder Woman The First Day

This is the events of 'Whatever Happened to Wonder Woman?', as experienced by Maggie Jones. Think you know the full story? You don't. WHATEVER HAPPENED TO WONDER WOMAN: THE FIRST DAY by BobH (c) 2020. (Note: Obviously, this one contains spoilers for 'Whatever Happened to Wonder Woman?') - 1 - I woke shortly before 1 p.m. and sighed, my breath misting before me in the cold air of my trailer. The afternoon light coming in through...

What Happens In The Cornfield Stays In The Cornfield

Growing up in a small Iowa town wasn’t easy. You had to be careful of what you said and did as everything was game for gossip and rumors. By the time my girlfriend Mary Jo McKenzie and I turned seventeen, we had decided all the necking and heavy petting wasn’t enough. We decided on Halloween night; we’d pop our cherries. We’ve been dating since our sophomore year in high school, and our parents were convinced that we’d get married one day. Mary Jo is five feet tall, long red hair to the middle...

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My Wild Wife

I met my wife Jessica one Thursday while she was studying for her Master's of English Literature at SUNY. Until recently, I thought that Thursday was the luckiest day of my life. I'm a bit of a nerd as most people see right away but Jess, as everyone calls her, is a stunning brunette with sea green eyes and a swimsuit model's body. I was at the University only to take an advanced Calculus course. Calc has always been my weak subject. I'm a day trader. Before you get the wrong idea, I make...

Irresistable Lust

It was hot, beastly hot, as the rented van motored down the lonely interstate under the intense glare of the early-afternoon sun. Wave after wave of shimmering heat radiated off the highway in the distance and gave a surreal effect to what was going on inside the hot cab of the van. My life changed irrevocably when I happened to glance over to the passenger seat and feasted my eyes on a sight I can never forget. My daughter Merry, my not-so-innocent daughter, who had just been thrust back...

Lucky Jim 1 FirehairChapter 10 New Orleans

Sep 27, 1857 Captain Roberts and the Iowa Dream arrived nearly on schedule. I met the boat at the docks to make sure we had room for our cargo and rooms for all nine of us. When he heard what we were transporting, Captain Roberts had us load it after dark, and leave several of our men aboard to guard it overnight. He agreed that the Mint in New Orleans was the best place to sell it, even the copper. He had sold everything to the Mint the time I stayed behind to take care of the pirates in...

Our Only Hope Chapter 08

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

Moving

Moving sucks. At about the forth time doing it you would think we have the hang of it. But, as always, there is something we forget. Whether it’s the forwarding of the mail to changing over the car insurance, there seems to always be one thing we leave out. This was the third time in 6 years we have had to move for my company, I love my job and all, but have really begun to think of a career change. From West Coast to East Coast, Dallas to Chicago seems like we’ve been all across the great...

Another One Turned Lesbian

"I can't," the pretty young brunette said softly to the tall short haired blonde woman standing beside her beside the bar. ""I can't," the pretty young brunette said softly to the tall short haired blonde woman standing beside her beside the bar. "I'm not into girls," she laughed nervously, " and besides that I'm married." She held up her left hand and showed Shelly a small diamond ring and matching wedding band. She was in her early twenties and was much too young, Shelly thought, to be...

Summer with Carly

The summer after I turned 18 may never be topped. Now in my last year of college, I still find myself daydreaming of that small brown-haired girl who could always make me smile. Before that summer, I felt a little like a battery-operated toy that had yet to be flipped to the "ON' position. Every girl I'll ever be with has Carly to thank for how they are treated and loved by me.Throughout high school, I'd had a few girlfriends but none that went very far. I was a decent looking guy and always...

GOLF SHOP SURPRISE

So! Work was becoming a bit of a bind and I seemed to be spending more and more time overseas, much to the annoyance of my wife Sarah although she did enjoy some of the tales I came back with regarding my sexual encounters. Sarah and I had been into the swinging scene for a couple of years and from the outset we had insisted on 100% honesty and no body we knew or even close to home would ever be involved.Our preferred type of fun was for us to both be at least present, if not fully...

The Neighborhood MILF Katie

The circle of friends in our neighborhood that is into swinging and lesbian flings is getting bigger and bigger. I’ve only come around a couple years ago to the new lifestyle, and have enjoyed every bit of it. One pleasant surprise to our group is Katie, a local hairdresser that must have got sick of gossiping about us, and joined in the fun. The cute sandy-haired blonde with chipmunk cheeks and a nice round ass was about ten years younger than me, but seemed to follow my pattern of behavior by...

Skin Deep Episode 3

Skin Deep ? Episode 3 By Noel Lexicon Plot suggestions from Janet Ashworth ?What the hell has Janey gotten me into?? I wondered for the umpteenth time in the last two days. I was deep in thought as I walked and the echo of my heels on the sidewalk only exacerbated the unreality of my situation. And shortly after that thought another popped into my mind. 'How could Janey even afford this...

Crossing Texas

CAUTION!!! This story has explicit sexual content. If you are under the age of 21, DO NOT CONTINUE! Or if stories involving sex or forced crossdressing offend you, do not continue. This story is provided without charge to anyone who will enjoy it. Other writings by Cindi include "Dalia's Story", "Michelle's Story", "Rebecca's Peace", and "A Texas Change". Crossing Texas By Cindi Johnson Dallas, June 2004 Prologue I was driving across Texas on a late autumn afternoon. The...

Truck Land

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