Several short stories I wrote a long time ago. Some fans emailed me and asked for at least one more story before I take my sabbatical from Storiesonline. So here it is fans! These are very dark and there is violence. So don't read them if such stories upset you.
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17 year old James comes home unexpectedly and finds his mother, Lois fucking a stranger. He is angry at her betrayal of the family. Then when his father can't make their annual ski trip James and Lois end up on a weeks vacation - alone, and sparks fly.
Lorena and Beto, two step-siblings, who like to fuck constantly in secret from their parents. But their step-mother may now be aware of their relationship, and she likes it...
Diana, Princess of Wales, was a very beautiful, very sexual and very unhappy woman. She had every right to have the dream marriage and life but she found that in order to achieve a fraction of the happiness she deserved, she had to look for someone other than her husband to give it to her.
After months of celibacy as a single mom, Diane lets loose on a Caribbean cruise with her gal pals, only to be swept off her feet by Marcus - a tall, dark, and hung stranger with a yacht full of surprises. In a whirlwind of mojitos and inhibitions lowered, Diane surrenders to her friends' persuasions, joining them in a sizzling foursome filled with wild passion and depraved delights. Surrender to your darkest fantasies and let the trip of a lifetime begin!
My mom, Elle, is the kind of woman men lose their minds over—a 45-year-old bombshell with a surgeon’s-sculpted body she loves to show off. So when my two local friends, Marco and Javier, found her tanning in a nearly non-existent bikini on our private deck in Costa Rica, their hunger was palpable. I watched them circle her like sharks, their eyes devouring every inch of her, but the sickest part was seeing the small, knowing smile on my mother’s face. She wasn’t just tolerating the attention.