Author's Note: I got so horny writing this! :) This isn't a personal fantasy of mine, but it was at my husband's request, and I always do right by him. I went right into the mindset of a girl who would want to be fucked like crazy at her library, and there she was, ready to let me peek into her fantasy. Please enjoy Venice's story and tell me what else you w...
by Graeme McGregor (c) Widow Irene Daniels' two children lived in other countries. She appeared happy but would awake most nights and weep. No one knew of her deep loneliness and she was determined to keep it that way. Now she was crying in despair, thinking she'd done the wrong thing earlier in the day with a problem better suited for a male to deal with...
What Angela had to say to Ally at breakfast in the morning two weeks later hit her doubly hard because of the telephone call she made before coming down to breakfast in order to get through to Europe while the embassies there were still open. She already was in a melancholy and edgy mood, because, although Miranda had recognized her on a few visits—not more...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: If male bisexuality offends you, hit the backspace key now. Also, this is a Flash Story. Peter Yubrey walked into Early's Grocery Store, his work boot sole flopping and slapping the tiled floor loudly with each step. He'd been working...
Our son Tony was at the table doing his science homework, while my wife Gina and I set the table. Tony was a big boy for his age already over six foot. Both Gina and my family were of southern Italian breeding. Any family member rare enough to get near 5 foot 9 was automatically called "Goliath". "Who did I get my height from?" Tony asked. His science book...
I want to record this now before time causes me to forget the details. So, while it is still fresh in my mind, I, Antoinette Marie, first officer of the Spaceship James Cook, begin this account of what happened. At least this is how I remember it. The first thing I should mention is that from the moment I arrived at my duty station on the bridge, I did ever...
West Memphis, Arkansas is a sleepy, old river town, sitting on the banks of the mighty Mississippi River. That and the interstate that runs through it make it a manufacturing center, as is Memphis, Tennessee, across the river. Both cities are north of hurricane alley, but get their share of large, broiling thunderstorms, and an occasional blizzard that charg...
I hope you enjoy hearing as Mary continues telling us her story as she further explores her new life of submission to Master David. If you enjoyed reading this chapter of her story please vote and comment. * After finishing brunch with Susan, Allison, and my new friend Lisa I decide to a little shopping before I headed home. Surprisingly after all the intr...
I hope you all like this one. I wanted to give you something slightly different with a little twist. ***** There is one thing I truly hate about my job and that is getting a late night phone call. When a call like that comes in, it means only one thing...murder. I've been a Homicide Detective for over 20 years and have seen the worse that a supposed civ...
Saturday and Sunday were lazy days. We hung out at home and talked about what colors to paint the new bathroom, what kind of fence to put around the outdoor shower, and what the side door out of the house should look like, wood or glass. On Monday Beth took the afternoon off and met the contractor at the house to give him keys and get his schedule. They woul...