Lori dreamed about Amber again that night. In her dream, she didn't feel afraid at all. Amber was sitting on the edge of the dock in the warm afternoon sunlight, looking like she could inspire an entire Renaissance all by herself, and Lori walked up and sat down next to her like it was the most natural thing in the world. She reached out and caressed the ti...
10 In Vicki While you read this part of the story, listen to: Ommadawn by Mike Oldfield Of course I was in love with Vicki. What I didn't realize at first was that it was a game for her, a game like so many games she played, or that were played with her. The deception became clear by summer. Vicki had been with us for more than a year and, uh, well,...
By this time, we had finished one bottle of red and now were just opening the second. The room was lit by candles; both of us were wearing oversize t-shirts, comfy socks and little else. We had been talking for hours about anything and everything, a way to unwind after a busy week of working and now we were just starting to feel normal again. The windows...
The following story is fictional and involves descriptions of sex and might offend some people. This is the fifth in a series of reader request stories, this one was inspired by a friend named Faerin, thank you for the idea :) If you enjoy it, feel free to contact me with story ideas and maybe I can write something from them. They need not include any of m...
Brave new World 10:30am... It was still so early; Jenna thought she'd never make it through the day. 5pm seemed like an aeon away, an eternity in time that would never come - how was she going to survive? Having this job, working as a clerk had seemed to be forever, the job had become boring, mundane and rather unsatisfying for quite some time now and it w...
08 - Teambuilding Lazy breakers drove a monotonous rush up the cliffs from Kamachooga Bay. To Anne it was kind of a symbolic sound at a symbolic place. That place... the very outdoor restaurant where she and Jean got down to real business just a few weeks ago. The evening was warm and quiet, and the setting sun started to paint the light feather clouds in...
I had seen her all summer. Seen her and secretly admired her. This beautiful woman in the nice summer cabin over at the hillside, charmingly overlooking the east end of the long beach. Since I didn't know her or her family - and neither did my parents - I got used to think of her just as the 'cabin lady'. She must have been in her mid- thirties, a dark blon...
I want to thank my editor drbob80 and my brother leftyloo. I lean on them to tell me what I'm doing wrong. This story is a little different than others that I have written and the end may not be satisfying to everyone. Thanks for reading. My phone rang. I felt a sense of dread before I even looked at the caller ID. The feeling was justified, because it...
A month had passed since my wife Amanda and I had spent a weekend with her redheaded friend Anna; a weekend spent fucking and sucking until Anna finally broke down and admitted that sleeping with my wife behind my back was wrong. She also admitted that weekend was the best sexual experience of her life, a fact I planned to keep in my back pocket. Anna was, a...
All in this story are aged nineteen and over. ***** During the period of these events I was aged nineteen, I had moved into a Bed-sitting Room in Ramsgate. Roberta, the Landlady, was probably nine or ten years older than I but I have to say, although she could have done with losing a few pounds, she was in pretty good shape, and as a lesbian, yes, I was in...