Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is not...
This takes place after "Wanda Karaoke Contest." Before the weather turned cold the nursing and teaching college held a carwash. The funds were used to pay for a trip to Chicago for a college recruitment conference. Usually, the teaching students and the nursing students would have separate stations and compete to see who raised the most money. The winning t...
It all started when one of my big travel customers invited me to a happy hour at one of his businesses, an upscale carwash in a nearby town. He and his wife were great customers, booking many trips to the Caribbean and Mexico through me, and the carwash was on the way home so I decided to stop in for a drink or two. When I got there the sign said closed but...
Please enjoy this new short story. It is a work of fiction, intended for adult readers. All characters are adults, eighteen or older, and unusually horny.—Taylor VanCannon. Fred wheeled the big SUV into the carwash. The place was a little tacky, and well past its prime. The same could be said of the attendant that approached his car. In a pleasing sout...
Crackle. . zizz . . .psssst. Heather's heart mimicked the rock candy explosions she ignited by emptying an entire packet of crystallized sugar into her mouth. "Ummy" she uttered, flaunting her stained tongue through untinted glass. Todd van Doren stood outside. Listening to gallons of gas roll into his truck and watching Heather cavort in the cab inspired th...
DISCLAIMER: I have no idea if specified equipment can be used in the manner described safely. This is, after all, a fantasy. ***** She reclined in my passenger seat of my Dodge Magnum. Her skin was flushed, and her breathing was faster than normal. I reached for her left hand and held it. "You can still call this off. Little one." "No. I am ready." I...
Chapter 2: The Carwash "Squeaky Clean Carwash - corner of North & Main - 2pm ;)," flashed on Drea's phone as a text message. Her heart skipped a beat as she thought back to what happened the last time her friend Karl sent a similar text about meeting behind the ice rink. Oh, that was a hot encounter - without touching each other or getting out of their ve...
Madam Warwick's the brainchild of Annabeth Warwick, (a former prison warden) and Frank Edwards (a retired IT engineer and veteran). The converted estate in upstate New York first opened its doors in 2005 to a carefully selected group of two hundred 18-20 year old female students. The student body had grown to over 800 in the ensuing years. The school is a s...
Venus: 4,450,000,000 B.C. A compound eye in the Venusian ocean watches the fireball as it plummets through the atmosphere and plunges into a Hadean volcano, popping it like a zit and spewing molten lava into space in lieu of pus. The lava soon freezes to rocks in the absolute zero of interplanetary space. The spores, bacteria and naked genes they carry soon...
We could hear the sound of the water rushing by, the birds chirping, and the leaves rustling in a light breeze. We had made it. Our own personal paradise high in the mountains. The journey had taken us by way of pothole covered dirt roads and overgrown logging roads, up the mountains to areas that haven't been traveled for decades. The bushes and trees scr...