As one rather well known writer put it, "If you write biography you get to make things up. If you write fiction, you have to tell the truth." Well, this is fiction. The incidents and facts have been altered a bit to make a good story but the essential truth is, like that famous orange juice, "un-fooled around with." I had to grin in self-satisfaction one ni...
There are hotter and wetter places than Houston in August- it's just that most of them are found inside the human body. They were sprawled out on the sofa too tired to move. On the TV a local reporter screamed about "Slime in the Ice Machine" or some such thing and they couldn't have cared less. It was too hot to get up and change the channel- hell it was...
The Dance “Diane.” Her heart thudded hard in her breast. She knew immediately who addressed her. Since Ruby’s collaring he seemed ever at Diane’s elbow whether it be at the grocers, at AJ and Ruby’s, at the theater. Donnal. It was pointless, she admitted to herself. His interest could only be transitory for despite the fact that she found him fascinating...
Author's note: Hello all! There is a conversation missing from the middle of this story. It's not a huge deal, but it will be obvious to you, the reader. This is because I wrote the missing scene three times and hated every take! Male/male dialogue is difficult for me. However, I wanted to post this in the hopes of getting some feedback on the characters a...
There I was, standing on the corner in a quaint little town on the Ural Mountains of Switzerland, thinking of what I could do next. I had just left the American bar and grill and didn't want to go to bed. I wanted to call home, but it was too early. There is a seven hour difference, and my eleven o'clock nightly horniness, was a four o'clock nothing back hom...
Cheryl woke as her body demanded - or didn't demand - late by Dayton standards, early by those expected on a vacation. She felt no need to get up and so she lazed. Her thoughts, of course, went to her expeditions of the previous day, the pleasant smile and girth of Wes, the flop that was Ted. She didn't regret her decision with the ineffective late night enc...
I was dimly aware of the phone ringing in my dream. I was swimming underwater, breathing without any assistance, and cursing that someone should phone me when I was happily floating so effortlessly through the ocean depths. Funny how the brain takes external sounds while you're sleeping and integrates them so perfectly into your dreams. Blending reality and...
This is the first in a series of true stories of sexual adventures I've had over the last sixteen years travelling to the real Cuba, not the all-inclusive, tourist Cuba. Each episode will have first some information about the hookup culture which is so unique in Cuba followed by a hot session with a sexy Cuban girl or woman. If you want to jump to the sex, g...
The comlink whirred to life and buzzed on the bedside table in the master room of the Fury-class interceptor. Virun Korva, an apprentice to Lord Zash, rose to action immediately and checked the frequency as it buzzed in his hand. Sure enough, it was his master, and he eyed the women currently slumbering in his bed. He nearly grinned as he remembered the nigh...
Authors note: I have a pretty busy life, will try and continue this in a more timely fashion going forward, sorry. ***** Just to recap, I had met a girl at a bar, had sex and passed out, I awoke to her and her large cock having anal intercourse with me. A few days and some strange dreams later I am now by all appearances a woman, only my mind and taste in...