This story happened whilst I was living in Mexico. The company I work for had offices in Los Angeles, Houston, and Phoenix. I had moved to LA 18 months previously and almost immediately found employment with my current firm. My family background is from a conservative small town near Fresno in California. It was a predominantly white area of the world, and...
The offerings are entirely fictional. The action takes place in a provincial town in Northern England some years ago. This wine bar is located on the first floor (second floor in countries other than the UK) over a shop. The man who runs the wine bar has a small apartment on the top floor. This establishment is quieter during the week but get's crowded on...
Hello, The web cam was nice but it is good to meet in person. We meet near Canobie Lake Park at a Starbucks for coffee. I just flew 1500 miles to meet you. I have anticipated what this would be like based upon our e-mails. You are even more beautiful in person than in your pics. You are polite but I can see you are disappointed at first glance. I know I am...
The room doesn't matter. It's dark and could be anywhere. Her phone is turned off, there's no sense of time and no reason to care. The blinds are closed; a sliver of mid-day sun frames the curtain. The Do Not Disturb sign hangs from the door and the silence is occasionally broken by the faint squeak of the housekeeping cart as it trundles down the hall. Th...
Simone lounge across her favorite silken sheets. Her gaze rested upon her husband, who at the moment was making final adjustments on his armor before leaving for his the mission which had been assigned to him. She reached out languidly with a delicate creamy fingers to rest them upon a cruel spike jutting off of the bracer of his armor. "Will you be back so...
The food had seemed tasteless to Diane, her mind preoccupied with Michael's question and her evasion. Where was this relationship going? Moreover, where did Michael want the relationship to go? There had to be a reason behind this sudden desire for direction and Diane fret over it until the pair had begun the return walk to her apartment. "Michael?" she be...
After moving into the new house, I discovered all sorts of small projects to address. The first, and most annoying, was the steady drip of hot water in the bathroom. The tap set was shot – probably original hardware for the late 1950s style bungalow, and the shut-off valve wasn’t working either. While I pride myself on being pretty handy, I just didn’t feel...
The small kitchen was hot. Steaming in fact. This despite the fact that the window was open to the damp, overcast day outside. The oven was throwing out a lot of heat as the turkey merrily sizzled in its own juices. It's wonderful aroma pervading the air throughout the entire apartment. Surrounded by saucepans, spatulas and spoons, I suddenly noticed I was...
My story, THUNDER OF THE GODS, is a product of my imagination, although knowledge of certain aspects of the tale come from my experiences. In its entirety, it is ~ 45,000 words long, so I have chosen to release it in several parts, constituting a total of 19 chapters. This second part, Chapter 3, sets up the entire story, as does the increasing eroticism. Th...
All Characters over 18 yrs of Age Originally posted elsewhere under a slightly different pen name. "Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking!" ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) Hillary was nervously pacing. "Why are you so nervous?" I asked. "You look great. But I have to admit I don'...