In Chapter 1 (in Exhibitionist and Voyeur) we met Nancy, the Slut of Brown County. She had become an infamous slut due to some experimental meds she took for depression. She left Indiana to move to New York, became a registered nurse, and went to Washington, DC for the women's march where she has met a seemingly nice man named Mike. ************************...
[Here's another short story in homage to Harddaysknight--as before, I can't do it as well as he can, but neither can anyone else! Also as before, the real title is something other than what I've named it--a Beatles song, of course.] * I suppose there aren't that many ways to find out about a cheating wife. I was dancing with Marcie Blaine at the Harvest Mo...
When her agent told her she needed photos for her new novel, Louisa had mixed feelings. The last photographer made her look fat. Twenty pounds heavier. She thought that happened only on TV. Sure, she had big boobs, but they were in her genes. All the women in her family were busty. Her older sister consisted only of mammary glands. She had two choices -- g...
So much for sleep. Yawning quietly, Gavin Reese eased his arm out from under the spooning Asian beauty Vicki Chow. Sleeping so peacefully he didn't want to wake her. He had kept his word to come back after returning from the nightclub known as Barbarians in order to give her a promised massage. Discovering a trail of rose petals leading him to her bedroom,...
Author's ed. notes: This is a sequel to "What? No Waffles?" and does not stand alone. Please read that story first. Due to a couple stupid, and yes I mean stupid criticisms, I add this disclaimer - please assume all my characters practice safe sex. Unlike most of my "swapping" stories, which have consenting couples with happy outcomes, this story features...
The Caribbean island climate was always tropical and refreshing year-round. It was the perfect venue for indoor, outdoor and beach activities. Ned never checked the weather reports; it was a dismally boring exercise: sunny, passing afternoon showers. So it was strange that he was fully attentive and prepared to watch every facet of the weather prognosticati...
The next morning I awoke early and feeling surprisingly clear-headed considering. There was a body in the bed beside mine which was unfamiliar, and when after a moment the events of the previous night came back to me I did feel a stab of guilt - as much for Jenny as me. It wasn't to last. As I was lying there, thinking about how to get the guys to leave with...
I have a confession to make. You see, I've been engaged to a beautiful young Italian woman named Anna for almost a year. The problem is that she lives overseas, finishing up a master's degree in architecture in Italy. Her program ends this coming May, after which we'll be having a traditional Italian wedding in her family's hometown of Torino (famous for it...
Donnia Ch. 1: Honeymoon Gangbang This is a true story of how my wife and I enjoy our overseas holidays. Donnia and I have been together since we were sixteen. We were twenty when we were married and had very little sexual experience with other people. We are both from close families and have responsible jobs. Therefore we have to be careful of gossip and ou...
Apart from a brief flashback, all of the events in this piece may or (far more likely) may not have occurred during a period of a little over three hours on the morning of April 1st 1985. It's set in a large and luxurious home in an unspecified London suburb. Names have been changed partly in order to protect the guilty, but mainly to facilitate the creation...