Author's Note: A huge THANK YOU for the beta read and editing performed by patientlee. Any mistakes you find belong to me, not her. (We should all wish to be as kind as her.) This is my Nude Day 2014 Contest Submission. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Now, on with the story: ---oooOOOooo--- You're sort of boring in bed . . . Claire's...
'Can I buy you a drink?' It took me a second to realise I was being asked a question. It took another two to comprehend what was being asked. It then took me countless more seconds to try and decide whether I should say 'yes' or 'no'. It might sound silly, but at twenty-four years of age, I'd never had a man ask to buy me a drink in a straight bar before....
Author's note -- well, here's a new story for you all to enjoy while I finish the final chapter of my other story, Two Thousand and Ten. Yes, it is coming! As you can see from the title it is the first part, and I hope for there to be at least one or possibly two parts after that. As always, all characters are over eighteen years of age, and any resemblance...
==================================== All characters are 18 years or older. This is a collection of four short stories following the continuing adventures and exploits of the characters first introduced in Pushing Buttons and Pushing Boundaries. Readers are highly encouraged to read those first. In some of these short stories I have experimented with conten...
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events in this story are not real, although some of the characters have been loosely patterned after people I know. I've chosen to list this story in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy category since that's where it seems to fit best to me. The reasons for this will become more apparent in later chapters. There will be a substa...
"Here we are," said Fred, turning the moving van on to Washington Avenue. Amber reached over to grab his arm. "I hope this is a good idea." "Everything will be fine," replied her husband. "This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't need to do this." "Honey, it's alright. Things will work themselves out." "Are they all black?" "As far as I c...
The club was dark as usual and if not for the dim light of the candles on the twenty-five or so tables you would be stumbling into them trying to make your way to the bathroom. Each small round table had only two chairs and each covered with a white tablecloth, the laundry creases dividing it into four pie pieces. In the center of each sat one of those half-...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. There is minimal sex in this story; so, if you're looking for a stroke story, this is not it. A few years back, BlackRa...
This is Part Two of a two-part story. ***** Madi stared up at me with a look that was equal parts astonishment and embarrassment. "John Jameson, what did you just make me do?" As if it was my fault! Then, she sat up in bed and reached for me, but before her hands found my face, she saw the aftermath of her eruption and stopped in her tracks. "Oh god! I...
All names, characters, situations and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Copyright blablabla... ---------- "Mister, mister... Mister, one birr!" "Mastika sir? You want gum sir?" "Stomach zero - me hungry!" "Shoe shine?" "Mister, give me one dollar!" "Soft?"...