The cold air bit into Mark's cheeks, he lifted the lapels on his coat higher up in a vain attempt to stop the chill wind. He lowered his head and walked a little quicker the allure of a warm glass of single malt whisky spurring him on. It was November and autumn had come on in all its glory over the weekend, one morning the leaves were green and the sky a da...
This is the first story of a series, but not the first in chronological order. It's the first I write, and it remains somewhat unique in the panorama of our experiences. It's the adaptation of one of the entries of my private diary, which I decided to turn into a story as part of a larger project that would see the diary gradually translated into a narrative...
This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as described in this story. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person are coincidental and unintended. I encourage comments...
Sandra stood on the dock extending out over Lake Alexander watching the sunrise though the morning fog. Her crutches rested gently under each arm, a short tee shirt covered her upper body to just below her otherwise bare breasts, and a small thong of a bikini bottom hid little, and the legless left hip was smoothly shaped as she had always dreamed it should...
This is the first story of a series, but not the first in chronological order. It's the first I write, and it remains somewhat unique in the panorama of our experiences. It's the adaptation of one of the entries of my private diary, which I decided to turn into a story as part of a larger project that would see the diary gradually translated into a narrative...
My husband and I decided some time ago that I would wear sexy, revealing, daring clothing in public all the time. I'm 23 years old and I'm lucky to have a body that looks good when scantily clad, and I'm lucky to have a husband who wants to be seen in public with me and show me off when I'm wearing very little clothing. I love the feeling physically and em...
Hi everyone. Here is chapter three. I hope you enjoy it! The following is a complete work of fiction. The following story contains erotic situations between consenting adults. If it is illegal for you to read this please leave now. Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not copy or distribute t...
Isabeau was born at the moment her mother died and her wicked step-mother moved instantly to comfort the king. Her ministrations soothed his troubled brow and he came to rely upon her. But she was devious, and poisoned the king's mind against Isabeau. She taught him to associate the poor girl with her mother's death, and soon she had Isabeau relegated to the...
I pulled into the shopping center parking lot and looked both for her car and for a shaded, empty spot to park. A combination of anxiety and excitement washed over me. A smile crept across my face. I found a spot that was out of the way and had some morning shade from the trees, and put the car into park. I looked around, double checking to make sure I hadn...
Me and my wife had our first born son 5 months ago. He's the sweetest little baby and I never have felt so much love being a father and a husband than I did when we welcomed him into the world. While we are grateful for his miracle and being parents to our little boy, it definitely comes at a cost. Being at the ripe age of 28 and my wife at 29, I thought lif...