Saturday 28th October 2017 I've always taken myself outdoors when I need some quality alone time. Some quality thinking time. And today was a day when, more than virtually any other in my life, I felt I needed time, and space, to pull my head together. The adrenaline and high-octane excitement of the previous night seemed a distant memory. Daryl had finall...
Fatima had a booking, so we were unable to extend our time. I was relieved, to be honest -- the extra hour would have stretched my finances -- but Fatima was upset. She kept apologising as I got dressed, even though I kept saying it was fine. I was puzzled. I knew Fatima liked me, but I never thought she found me sexually attractive. Now she had the best of...
"That stupid bitch." Dr. Richard Johnson muttered all sorts of profanities as he waited in line at customs. "Waste of fucking time. I need to be at my dig site, not tracking this cunt thief." "I'll teach her not to fuck with me - unless she wants to get fucked in return." He regretted being so nice to her. Dr. Johnson had picked Rosa as an intern for he...
NOTE: All events in this story are fictitious and a work of sexual fantasy. The author of this piece has no relationship, personal or professional, with any of the celebrities mentioned. Fall was nearly here, but I could still feel that California sun beating down as it fell over the horizon. I could feel the sweat beading down my forehead as I approached...
[Author's note: All characters are age 18 or older. This is a work of fiction, and NSFW. I needed to get this narrative out of my system. It's a quick story (at least, it was originally meant to be), but I needed to put it into words on a screen. It's been in my memory for more than two decades, and I've only ever spoken of it to one person. This is a "so-...
*this is based on actual events in the past month - the sexual tension was real, but any physical touch beyond a brush up or grabbing his arm, did not happen between "Tom" and I* Of course we were late -- because of me. I might suck cock well and hungrily, but god help me to read clock. My husband, Jeff, and I, were visiting the city for the weekend. There...
Copyright Andyhm. January 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 1...
This story is paired with my story "The Climbing Tree!" For the greater part of the text they are the same story, however the two tales have different outcomes. For the convenience of the reader I have clearly marked the point of divergence, where the individual stories go their separate ways. If the "The Climbing Tree!" is fresh in the reader's mind, they m...
Chapter 4: The Lady Captain's Year – July It was on Tuesday 1st of July when everything went to hell in a basket. Jerry had called her while I was at work. The call followed the same pattern as two other calls, he was basically flirting with her until she managed to get him the point of the call. He said, "Have you remembered that we have the semi final o...
Mikael raised his sword quickly, parrying his opponent's vicious blow, before spinning to his left to dodge another. His foes spun, too, raising their own weapons as they readied another charge; one struck low, towards his knees, and the other went high. Mikael rolled sideways, avoiding both swipes, and swung out. One enemy crumpled as his magical blade cut...