"Think about it, will ya Sam? You can't tell me the thought never crossed your mind." That was Julie, my wife of six years, trying to convince me that we should entertain the thought of swapping with another couple. I wasn't so keen on the idea; sure, there were times I thought it might be fun to get a strange piece of ass. Between the year of courtship and...
This is my entry to the April Fools' 2018 contest. Thank you for reading and voting, and special thanks to SecondSamuel and SexyGeek for editing, encouragement and reading my smut. *All characters are 18 or older. *** When I first met Whitney Everett, I was smitten with her effortless, winsome ways. It was as if her loveliness and grace wove a glamor arou...
"So this is 'Admiral' Tony MacComhaill's breaking point," a condescending nasal voice commented. Claire couldn't see anything, couldn't move. The not being able to move was why she couldn't see: she couldn't open her eyelids. But she could hear and feel. She heard the nasal voice and another man to whom he was talking. She could feel the hard plastic of the...
I am not going to answer the race question. I will leave it to readers to make up their own minds. Is race how you perceive yourself or how others see you? Maddening, I know. I will try to put in lots of good sex and plot twists to ease your aggravation and keep you titillated. It seems to take hours to make the 40-mile drive home and I am still reeling...
Everyone in this store is over eighteen, and so should you be. First a bit of background:- People have been telling me, for as long as I can remember, and far too often, that I 'was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.' Quite right, I suppose; Daddy is 'Something in the City' and I was brought up in a large Tudor house, set in wooded gardens, in rolling S...
The footage was grainy and pixilated at times, evidence that there had been a high amount of electromagnetic interference in the air, and the segments being shown had been edited together for relevance. Most of it came from the security cameras posted around the building, especially in the hallways and cafeteria, but some came from cell-phones and the storef...
Ch. 6: Reunited The three bandits ran as fast as they could, holding the sacks of gold behind their backs. The darkness of the night helped to conceal their retreat. The surroundings were dark; the cloudy sky hid the otherwise-full moon. Their plan was perfect. Their timing was perfect. The village of Lindenwood hadn't expected their coming. At last they...
I was on a plane bound for Germany for the first time since Julia and I split up just less than three years ago. In that time we had not seen each other again though we had been in contact via email. As we slowly drifted over the clouds I flicked through some old photos that I'd transferred back to my camera. My head filled with past memories and what we wou...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
This is part 10 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa * Week commencing May 10 Bri...