The following story has been submitted to the 2020 National Nude Day contest. Many, many thanks to AwkwardMD for beta reading this whimsical tale and offering her constructive insights! *** My name is Gisele d'Évreux, born of nobility to Auguste and Jeanne d'Évreux in the grand apartments of the Château de Versailles at the time of King Louis XIV's reig...
Part I – Kenzie's Story Cursing and crying, I entered the last few digits of the number into my disposable cell phone and hit Send. I hoped she was home. If she wasn't, I was going to fall apart. "Hello?" the voice began. "Danni? It's me Kenzie," I said with forced cheerfulness. Danni had been my best friend in high school. We had been inseparable from t...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18* ***** Angela had stopped crying all together at this point. All fight and most of her emotions had drained away from her in the last 36 hours. After failing to free her boyfriend Anthony from Mayor Frank "big" Johnson, she had been captured and under the Enslavement Laws, she was immediately classed as...
Jennifer Sutherland stared out the kitchen window as she took another sip of her morning coffee. Mentally, she made a note to call the lawn service to trim the grass out by the back fence. The paper was calling for rain this afternoon but looking at the clear morning sky she thought they were wrong once again. "I guess she's not coming this morning." the 38...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. ***** "It's cool, right? We cool here, right?" Ray Richards asked as he pulled his still dripping cock out of Deanne Williams' slimy pussy. The eighteen year old student giggled as she looked at his white penis and shrugged. "Yeah, it ain't nothing b...
As has been the case with my most recent stories, I want to thank my editor, Terry. I wouldn't try to do this now without his help. His advice helps improve the stories and his eyes catch my mistakes. Thanks so much! ***** Staring out the window, Suzanne wished her mood matched the bright sunny day. It had earlier but her lunch date had been yet another in...
The car had arrived. I got up from the breakfast table and ran upstairs to retrieve my laptop and other office gear. I looked at my reflection in Margot's full length mirror. I looked great in the outfit Nicole had selected for me. The short, but not too daringly short, dark blue pencil skirt had a matching suit jacket. With that I wore a nice white a bit as...
Author's Notes; This is the third and final story in the Mid-life in Crisis series. Again, due to time constraints, my wife is the only editor for this story. If there are mistakes, I take full responsibility for them. Please remember this is a copywrited work of fiction and all legal disclaimers apply. I hope you enjoy the story. My first ever Blog entr...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Britney loved the Harley-Davidson Electra-glide; loved kicking it into life, feeling the powerful motor rumble to life, loved feeling the motor vibrate between her legs. She loved taking the motorcycle down to the pockmarked Highway 171; each bump and...
As a way of explanation regarding this story, I want the reader to know immediately that while there are some real facts used about our present day space program and the Space Shuttle, I quantified them regarding a futuristic space program and the Space Shuttle, including the engines needed to get its far greater mass off the launch pad and into orbit around...