INTRODUCTION Chas McCord was thrilled that he was hired by the Pines Country Club for the summer. He would work as a lifeguard at the swimming pool. There were three reasons he was selected. First, he was on the swim team at college and therefore an excellent swimmer. He had completed the advanced life saving course and finally his good friend Buddy recomme...
The brunette woman walked nervously into the gym. Her eyes flicked around as she tried not to draw any looks. Her doctor said as a woman of thirty, she should focus on being healthier especially with the sedentary lifestyle of her career. She wasn't overweight, just a little plush in the bottom and soft in the belly. Her arms were also limp as noodles. So th...
Author's Notes This is part 2 of "Beth's Birthday Pass". I've been intrigued recently with stories about "Get Out Of Jail Free" passes. This is a pass given by one partner to the other allowing the other partner to have sex with someone else one time. In the stories similar to the one here the pass is given by a guy to his girlfriend in order to convince...
M and I were separated for a long hot summer while she took care of some family business across the country. She passed the time with provocative selfies for me and her followers on social media, while I prepared a series of challenges for my beautiful, salacious and submissive partner to complete upon her return. This story is about the first of those chall...
"FUCK! NO! NO! NO! FUCK!!" I scream at the dash board. My knuckles white as I squeeze the life out of my steering wheel. Feeling my rings digging into my fingers. I suppose an engagement ring would hurt even more, if I had one. "God dammit, fucking piece of shit, bitch, cunt!!" I slap the steering wheel until my hand is raw. Punching the radio console until...
Author's note: This is a commissioned story. Please be lenient as this is my first time writing in a female, first-person POV. Although this was a commissioned chapter, I've taken a slight interest in the story as I write it. If you guys would like me to continue writing this story, please comment below! ===================== The smell of dust and gas...
The Bower House sat at the end of one of the oldest streets in Darkmouth. It was an infamous old house where dark ceremonies and perverse orgies were whispered to be held. It was a shunned place, slowly decaying at the end of Ellis Street, it's windows dark and murky, it's yard overgrown and creeping through an iron fence. None of the uneducated and supersti...
Our second non - "Loving Wives" story; written here in Non-Erotic because there's no sex in this tale. It's a cautionary tale of how a marriage needs two to succeed. Thanks for reading - Bill and Kate Greg narrates: I guess there are a hundred ways to find out your spouse is cheating or about to cheat. The most obvious way is to walk into your bedroom and...
As the sunlight pierced her curtains Paige Turner stirred in her bed. Snuggling up with her new Down comforter and a teddy bear that she always napped with her first coherent thought was..."Donnie." Laying there warm and cozy her memory of last night made her smile. While never expecting the event to actually happen she was excitably happy it did. Her Dad wa...
"You can't really tell when you first look at him", Michael said. "In fact, when we've gone out in the past, girls have actually flirted with him, but then they soon realize he's different". Michael was telling his university friends about his younger brother, Emil, since the gang was going to be staying at his parents' home, an old Tudor-style house situat...