Johnny took a bite from his egg sandwich and glanced out the large window as two short figures scurried by. He watched as the two kids climbed into a dark SUV and closed the doors. The driver casually waved at someone standing on the sidewalk. Turning his head Johnny noticed a woman in a jacket with a few rollers still in her hair quickly wave and th...
By: Col. Brunhilda 'Iceberg' Buriman, ret. Sorority Sister of Pi Loda Cum Chapter Seven: Question Me Harriette sat with head tilted back, gun pressed between her legs, tickling her clit in a most luscious way, behind the door Dude closed softly in departing. She sat staring at patterns painted on the ceiling and her mind, yet saw and thought nothing. All...
If you're not 18 or older please take a look at that red x up in the corner... yes far right corner. Hold your mouse over it until it's highlighted. Click it and it shall direct you to where you ought to be. If you're 18 or older...enjoy the story and if you haven't yet, read the first chapter of the NCIS parody. Enjoy :) "Hi! I'm Catharine Willows and t...
Author's note: I'd like to thank for the encouraging reviews this story has received so far. Those and my stubbornness are the reasons I'll continue posting. This is going to be a SLOWLY progressing story, the sexual aspect of it growing in harmony with the deepening of the relationship described. I realize it can't please everyone's tastes, but please don't...
Most of my Catherine letters are all true. I will admit to adding some things to spice some up a bit. But every detail of this story is 100% true and it is about something I was going through and trying to figure out how to deal with. It has no sex in it and will most likely bore most readers to death so take this as a warning. Maybe it will spark some coupl...
This is a follow-up, not exactly a sequel, to my story, BeachCombing, which you might want to read first, but that I'll try to recap and move on. In BeachCombing, my wife, Anne (ok, not her name, but the name I used in writing a story about us), and I visited a nude beach on vacation. We met Rick, a naturist local resident, on the beach, and that led to an...
The red dust slowly settled on her white sneakers. How silly could she be? She had known well enough that it would be like this - hot and dusty, and not half as enchanting as the catalogues would have made her believe. But dutifully she followed the tourist group around the bus to take a picture of the red desert called the "Australian Outback". A distinct "...
"Oh my god," he said, "I don't think tonight could go any slower." His partner snickered. "I know what you mean!" he answered. "I've had the feeling tonight that I'd be eligible for Social Security before I might finally have the chance to get out of here." "At least there's only another 15 minutes to go. I think we're going to make it." While he heard h...
This story follows "One Wild Night in Beverly Hills" which takes place in October. All of the characters in this story are nineteen years of age or older. Most of them are well over twenty five. All are of the age of consent in the states of California and Nevada where this story takes place. As you will recall, my wife was killed in an automobile acciden...
This is a mystery story of Annabelle's life and the changes she encounters. The characters are all fictional. Please read the earlier parts. Please leave your comments. ***** On Saturday Donna arrived at the Ritz Hotel a bit after 11am and reported to the four women that she'd spoken with Marie. "Mastress or Marie, whomever, she will attend next Saturday...