"It's a beautiful day for baseball!" The sentence seemed innocent enough to radio listeners tuning in the Class AA baseball game between the Orlando Pirates and the Sarasota Sailors, but there was a lot more to it than met the ear. It was a code play-by-play announcer Jimmy Fielder used to let his friends know the ballpark was packed with gorgeous women. T...
I can hardly remember the drive home. I must have been operating on some kind of autopilot. My mind was in a daze, barely comprehending what had just happened. I showered and went to bed. In the morning everything seemed normal. Apart from the ache in my left nipple and nether regions. I could barely bring myself to look at my piercings in the mirror as I...
Sarah walked toward room 110 with an anxious knot in her stomach. The accident patient waiting for her to arrive and help him take his first shower since having broken his leg and severely straining his arms had made it clear two days before that she when she returned he would expect a continuation of that day's "physical therapy" as he had jokingly called i...
Helen was now blocks away from the hotel. Still, she hadn't seen a soul. Considering her skimpy state of dress that was fine with her. Ironically, she was almost getting comfortable with her near state of undress. She almost wished Mark was out-about-town and she could surprise him in her sexy attire. She chastised herself for that thought. The issues at ha...
Matthew couldn't help but smile. Any time he was able to see his two favorite girls in the same day was always a good day, but as it was Christmas, this one was especially so. "Shit!" The car, fishtailing quickly left and right on an icy patch of road, came back under control without much difficulty, but reminded Matt to keep his mind on his driving until a...
Hey there! This is a fun tale that even I will admit stretches the boundaries of realism like a rubber band, but then again, not every story has to be plausible. Sometimes our fantasies take us to the ridiculous, but that's fine in my opinion. That being said, with so many different viewpoints and attitudes regarding sex, this scenario is not completely outs...
As she came down from the intense high, David took away the wand, switching it off as he did so. Stephanie continued to experience aftershocks for a while and David just watched, sitting comfortably in his armchair until it was clear that she was recovering. He knew that in her over-sensitised state, the slightest touch would send her spiralling upwards agai...
I slept until very late the next morning and woke up feeling refreshed. I lay in my bed for a while thinking back of the adventurous night before and all the lovely women I had met and been intimate with. Most of all I thought about the mysterious woman in the end that had been so gifted and experienced and had given me such a marvelous time. Well, I think s...
First let me apologize for misspelling ‘the’ in the title of chapter 7, I’m an idiot. Thank you for your comments; I encourage you to keep sending them. As for the emails saying you want to see Ryley and Britney get back together I give no quarter right now about whether she will return for good, but she will return. Remember this is The Cowboy Way, not Brit...
My thanks to R. P. Weston and Fred Murray who, in 1910, wrote the song that inspired this story, and to Herman's Hermits, who released a successful recording of it in 1965. Henry Marsh is my name. At least, that's how I've always pronounced my first name, but all my Cockney friends and neighbors know me and address me as "'Ennery" and I have started to do...