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Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 21

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Apr 10, 2019
BDSM

I overslept. A little. Not too much. Just a few minutes, probably. By the time I opened my eyes and stretched, Jessie and McKenna had risen. McKenna was getting dressed, and the bathroom door opened and Jessie walked out, climbed back into bed to snuggle up next to me. "Morning, daddy. Sleep well." I stretched, evaluated every ache and pain shooting throug...

Tree Hugging Can Be Fun

by gauchecritic on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Some of the "facts" in this story are blatantly untrue. Peter Knole wasn't a man given to extremes of temper, seemingly in spite of his thickly coiffeured locks of almost dazzlingly red hair he remained, outwardly, the essence of calm contemplation. But some days started with memos like this: Get down there and sort that bitch out. Which generally had the...

Hail, Cherie

by EgmontGrigor2020 on Oct 12, 2020
Romance

By EgmontGrigor2020 The weekend after McKenna Buchanan arrived in the city, he boarded a bus five miles away from the city centre to begin his new job at the City Council. A female was the only new person to board the bus at the next stop. As she drew near, McKenna clearly said good morning clearly and she sat immediately in front of him without even nod...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 16 Pt. 02

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Mar 13, 2019
BDSM

The staff - whichever ones were left from when I'd walked out - avoided talking to me, looking at me when I walked back in and headed to the bar. I sat heavily on one of the stools, and couldn't find a reason to switch from scotch. I sipped on some horrendous Red Label and played with my phone and tried to avoid thinking about the last three hours. Or the ne...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 13

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Feb 11, 2019
BDSM

I woke up to someone manhandling my dick. Pumping it slowly, pulling it vertical. By the time I cranked my sleep-crusted eyes open, that hand had slotted me into a very tight, very hot, very wet little hole, and the first thing I saw was McKenna slowly sinking herself down my morning wood. I stared uncomprehendingly at the little naked programmer as she b...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 19

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Mar 27, 2019
BDSM

Author's note: This chapter of 3WotR contains no sexual activity. If that is your motivation for reading, please check back next week. This chapter does contain a brief scene of violence. If you are sensitive to this topic, I would advise you to skip this chapter. As always, thank you for reading, voting, and all your feedback. ### I rolled out from...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 20

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Apr 8, 2019
BDSM

"Happy Birthday, Daddy." Jessie woke me with a kiss on the cheek. "Hey." "How are you feeling?" I sat up, winced, stretched, winced again. "Like I went ten rounds with a cement mixer." I rolled my neck, rotated my arms, worked the stiffness out of my upper body and then stood, nearly fell over. New aches and pains had taken up residence in my bones and m...

Jessie Ch. 03

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Jan 20, 2020
BDSM

Don't matter where we sleep, don't matter where we park All we need is a spark, spark, Spark In The Dark - Spark In The Dark, Alice Cooper "Ok, you've got a full mag, one up...er, one in the chamber. You're ready to fire." I stepped back and watched McKenna steady herself both physically and mentally, and then squeeze through the trigger. The stubby litt...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 23

by TheStoryTeller2342 on May 15, 2019
BDSM

I exited the front doors of the bank, leaving behind the cool of the conditioned interior for yet another hot Milwaukee evening. I'd texted Jessie to tell her I'd be home a little later, that I had reports to review, and I was anxious to get home. My stomach was rumbling with hunger. Just a sandwich and some veggies in the last ten hours. "Gary!" Jessie r...

Three Weeks on the Road Ch. 12

by TheStoryTeller2342 on Feb 25, 2019
BDSM

There was a sub shop nearby, and in lieu of a continental breakfast, we went there to eat, all three of us rubbing sleep from our eyes at the early hour, McKenna grumbling alternately about needing more sleep and it not being a Taco Johns. "Yeah it's early, but we've got five hours of driving ahead of us," Jessie reminded her. "And then a few hours more if...