If I had been asked ten years ago if I'd ever been attracted to a woman the answer would have been a resounding, absolutely-never-ever no. Last night I would have answered the same, though my more mature brain would recognize the answer as false. Today, even after my encounter -- if I can call it that -- I don't know how to answer. Because the truth means so...
Sometimes, semi-retired, I contribute to short, intensive, language courses in Eastern Europe, where there is great demand, and little funding, for teaching English. My speciality is devising short plays through the acting of which participants learn and practice particular vocabularies and structures. With such events there may be opportunities for extra-mu...
Her hair rested easily on her shoulders, like a housecat lying sleepily in a window. It was an amber color, and shimmered under the brazen light and heat of the Texan mid-day sun as she tossed her horse's saddle into the back on her dusty, slightly aging pickup. It had been a long day, and her aching muscles needed the hot shower she had promised them earlie...
Sally was cleaning up at Shepherd's Bar, a roadhouse out on Rt 62. I was past closing time, but she knew there was a party out back, because people didn't want to stop drinking just because the liquor laws said otherwise, and there was good money to be made in catering to that impulse. So long as things stayed quiet the cops wouldn't pay attention, for the v...
I live outside a rural town on an 8 acre block of land. About half of it is pasture and I make a bit of money from agisting livestock, mostly the cattle of neighbours. A few weeks ago I got a call from the owner of a local stable who said she has a friend looking for agistment for her horse. The friend, Bonnie, came around the next day towing a horse float....
For a long time now I've been a member of a local band. We started out as an all-female punk and ska group called something that would translate as "pussy lips" into english and play mostly local pubs, clubs and alternative bars where "our" kind of people are hanging out. About a year ago my boyfriend Triss joined the group, mainly because he's damn good at...
I see you, sitting at a table in the corner of the room. It's odd; the sounds of laughter- albeit drunken- and merriment surround us both, but you remain on the periphery, your eyes flicking back and forth. You draw the eye, though; if you didn't by your looks alone, you do by your attire. The theme is Hawaiian, and you are thus attired; string straw skirt,...
Anne carefully retied the collar around her neck as she knelt on the floor of the bathroom. She'd cleansed herself thoroughly in the shower, washing off all traces of the scents that had clung to her body after the pleasure Katrin had given her. Her body was returning to something approaching normality too. She could still feel the stress in her muscles wher...
What you're about to read is true. No names were changed to protect the innocent, because, no one was innocent. Unless I state otherwise, what I write are actual accounts of real sex between Blue and I. This is only one recent night in particular...we fuck no less than twice a day...usually three times...and some days, we just can't leave each other alone,...
Chapter 2 : Home Authors note: Thank everyone who responded so graciously and enthusiastically to the first part of the story. Upon re-reading it I discovered that I had left out a great number of details and characterization, with great editorial effort, and I might add, restraint...I tried my best to remedy that in part 2 I hope the heat of the story isn'...