[I preface my stories because I have received complaints that I don't always write stories that fit people's ideas about how a story ought to go. This story is about three sisters and the extended family connected to them. The category says "First Times, Memories & stories of people's first times". It doesn't specify First Times doing what. It contains discu...
The windows in our beach front Suites had no glass, only angled slats to provide visual privacy, but no audio privacy. We passed Suite 9 first on our way to our Suite 1. Muted moans and groans came from Suite 9. Alexis said, "Fiona and Sylvia were assigned to the Jasmine Suite." We couldn't tell if the sounds were coming from them or not. We continued down...
All of my writing is fiction and the stories and characters are all products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always...
"Damn! It's already noon!" As I checked my watch that was lying on the sink, I started to panic. I quickly got out of the bathroom and began to dress. I know Sasha was expecting me to pick her up in fifteen minutes, and there I was, still half-dressed, my apartment a mess that seemed like it will need ages to tidy up. Fuck it, no one will come in here whi...
Note from the author: Even though this story set off as an "Exhibitionist&Voyeur" short story, it quickly started to evolve and transcend the sub-genre. So, just for the warning, there are some parts of this story which have a little to do with exhibitionism or voyeurism. I wasn't initially planning on such story twists. Still, it would be even more confu...
Chapter 4 (Day trippers) I woke up early the next morning, to a full bladder and an empty bed, the first item being an immediate concern, the second just a disappointment. Although I had a number of plans for the day, there's nothing quite like first of the morning sex to get you up and ready for the day. Since I couldn't do anything about the empty bed, I...
Taylor drove slowly down the narrow roughly paved county road. She rounded a curve and a small sign on the left hand side of the road said, 'Rainbow Creek Hiking Trail'. She drove past the entrance to the parking area and a hundred yards later crossed a narrow wooden bridge over a wide sparkling clear creek. The creek bed was pure white sand. She drove a li...
CHAPTER 12 Anticipating another dry summer in 1979, hinted by abnormal wind direction patterns, and with his commercial investments and ambitions decreasing his interest in farming, Matt has his entire extended Faraway farming property re-surveyed and put up for sale apart from 2000 acres of the original Strathmore Farm on the valley floor and upper terrace...
(With thanks to MagicaPractica for taking the time to edit.) Part 1 The town of Fellmouth, situated on the east coast of Northern England, has a reputation for being one of the most haunted places on the map. This is only to be expected. After all, the residents of the town had spent a lot of time, money and effort selling this side of its history to draw...
Go away on holidays, their friends had said, spend some time alone, get away from the stress, talk it all out, have long walks, reconnect, get away from it all, revitalize your marriage. Hours of advice like that, so finally they had taken it, after weeks of frostiness and accusation and guilt. So here they were on holidays, at a very expensive resort, a fe...