Wellllllll, this story took a bit of a surprise turn for me. I didn't see it coming. But I do have my box of tissues handy... for both my erotic writing and the sad stuff I write too. I will admit to you (my few followers-internet-friends) that I do tend to cry when my fictional characters die. Hey, don't judge. I have a soft heart. It's why I can't read bad...
The smell of stale popcorn and fresh cotton candy fills my head as I step into the chaos. An amusement park is one of the only places that you can be a 35 year old grown man who has a 9-5 accountant position, and act like an 8 year old kid all day and not be looked at with an odd expression. Parents have eager children pulling at their arms to go to the next...
Author's note: The final chapter of this silly romp. Don't take it too seriously. The preceding chapters help make sense of this one. Constructive comments gratefully appreciated. ~~~~ "Sarah, you wouldn't be cold if you had helped paddle," I said as we lugged the canoe onto the shore. Sarah's new girlfriend Kim had taken the bow seat at the start of the t...
"That was fun," said Julia as she helped pull the aluminum fishing boat up onto shore. "I haven't been in a motorboat since I was little. But they're so noisy. Getting here in a canoe is slow, but it's peaceful." Of the three girls I rescued from the lake the previous weekend, Julia appreciated being in the woods the most. She was also the most mature. It t...
It was early one summer evening and Matt was exhausted. He'd put in ten hours at work and couldn't wait to get off his feet. Usually he played poker on Wednesday nights, but tonight all he wanted to do was watch about ten episodes of Family Guy and drink his weight in Mountain Dew. Matt got out of the car and headed for the back door. He waved to the neighb...
Flicker. Glows of match. Then the thready light goes out again. It is dark and cold. There is a match in an other section of the old house. Flicker. Then gone again. He thinks, E.T. with his warm face and his finger that glooowwwweeeeeddddd. Flicker, snap, twists against the side of the kitchen matchbox. Hiss yellow. Like a snake out there. He hated snakes....
From all around her the sounds of a ship coming alive began. Hoarse shouts of bosun and petty officers rousing the crew from their slumber, water sloshing the decks and gun trucks squeaking as they were drawn forward to the readiness of dawn. She sat huddled in the corner of the tiny room she slept in. She had long ago lost track of just how many times she...
Bobby and Mrs. Parker made love several more times that afternoon, stopping mainly because both of them were exhausted. Mr. Parker didn't return from playing golf until after dark. He'd lost several games and a considerable amount of money and had drowned his sorrows in quite a bit of alcohol at the country club bar after the game. Fortunately, his golfing b...
Author's Note: This is my story, I wrote it, and stealing is lame. If you don't like it, don't read it (This means you.). All of the characters, in all of my stories, are well over 18 at the time of intercourse and nudity. Feel free to send me complaints, I will feel free to ignore them or delete them and call you an asshole, out loud. Thanks to all the feed...
There had been many hot chats over the last month between them, but the timing now seemed right for a meeting. She was a highly sexual, red-haired BBW and he was a clean cut but very sexual slender male. The two didn’t seem like a likely match, but their hot chats brought them together. They met at a liquor store in the afternoon to make sure that they co...