Note to reader: This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** Sunday morning turned into Sunday early afternoon before Jeff and Muddy awoke. Both were tired and sore from the previous night's activities with David and Marylou. Jeff went to the bathroom and was so unsteady he had to sit down to pee. Evidently, the s...
It's been awhile since I submitted anything. It's good to be back. This story is a bit different from my usual style. I hope you enjoy. Please let me know. **************** From nowhere I became aware; aware of an empty peace. Understanding slowly filled my thought center. I had just completed a journey and now I was returning. Yet as I returned I knew so...
Please read Siren of Love 1, 2, 3, and 4 before reading this to make sense of it. She groaned as her alarm beeped. She had to force herself to open her eyes. She knew why her alarm was set and she also knew that she couldn't ignore it even if she was injured beyond repair. She couldn't pass up this chance. There was a were tiger shot and hurt. She was the...
Normal Monday, Fisher is sitting at the breakfast table across from Sophie when she sighs heavily, staring at her laptop. "Whats the matter baby?" he asked, with as much concern as he can muster before the caffeine from his morning coffee has kicked in. "I need a girls night," she said simply, looking up at him with her big beautiful brown eyes. "Yeah," h...
I was deep in thought as to how to begin telling you this story. Where should I begin? Some stories in here have lots of flashbacks which , if more than a few, really confuse me, On the other hand, I couldn't just write the story from the back forwards. That would make no sense at all. However, if I started at the uninteresting beginning, I might lose many r...
"...and the colored girls say, 'do, dee-do...'" I chuckle. "What?" She looks into my eyes, my rapidly glazing eyes; smiles. "It's funny what comes into your head." "Lou Reed? Yeah, kinda weird. Feeling any nausea?" "Not yet. Will I?" "I hope not but...sometimes the first time. Just a bit more." She finishes plunging the syringe. I'm feeling light and...
I have agreed, and you have written the prescription. You are an anesthesiologist, and everything you do is with operating room precision. Were I your patient, I would lay back under a sterile drape, open my arm as if it were a book waiting to be read, and allow you to inject a sleeping potion in my vein. Open my throat so you could insert a tube through whi...
My oldest son is circumcised. He was nine months old before the surgery could be done (they had questions about his kidney function and tests to do before they could approve it) and although my ex insisted, I was hesitant. It meant general anesthesia. It meant a much greater risk to our baby. In fact, he did have a reaction to the anesthetic - and could have...
"Okay ladies. Please take a seat. It's time for our evening's entertainment to begin," my wife announced. She had invited her best friends and their husbands over for, as she put it, 'An Erotic Evening of Fun and Excitement'. We had all met through a swinger's website so this sort of thing isn't new to us but she promised all of us a new twist to the evenin...
Chapter I Titillation Markus rolled out of bed, mornings were always his favorite time of day. The unbelievable quiet and stillness helped him ease into the day in a clear, relaxed state. The water in the shower stung him like hot little needles, but felt strangely refreshing. It figures he thought, that I would enjoy the pain of hot water hitting my skin....