Author's Note: Welcome randy reader. I am honored that you have selected my story. I have written 'The Tempest is Thy Namesake' in three parts covering the expanding sexual explorations and experiences of Wendy Rains. I hope that my randy readers will find that each part reads well enough as a stand-alone story. For those many readers that are here to only...
Verily my cup runneth over and my imagination is fired up by the funniest movie ever made. Consider this tall tale as an X rated medieval spoof featuring porn star Stormy Daniels as Zoot. xxx England, 932 A.D. The rain lashed down as the thunderstorm got heavier and the chaste Sir Galahad was desperate for shelter as the night drew in over the countrysid...
Following the instructions Starla found on her desk from Krissy, the girls got dressed and got going. Starla was wearing a black see through lingerie dress with no bra and matching thong. She looked very sexy in her 6 inch heels and her nipples hard in the cool night breeze. Stormy was wearing a similar outfit of all red. She too, had erect nipples while wal...
The Nissan still smelled like a new car, which essentially it was, at least to me. I leaned across the seat and unlocked the passenger's side door. A few seconds later Andrea walked around the corner of the building; carrying her purse and the leather bag containing her lap-top. She also had a paper cup filled with coffee and a change of clothes tucked under...
The door slammed inches from her face, a menacing voice bellowed through the wood, "Dinner is a six, and by god daughter, you will there and appropriately dressed!" Ava suppressed an angry scream, tossing her long, tumbling auburn tresses back from her face, stormy green eyes glimmering. "This is ridiculous!" she hissed to herself, as she sat on her four...
Bending into the wind, Finn Cameron cursed steadily under his breath. He was well aware that he had had one whiskey too many and his cock quivered between his legs, aching and aroused because that little bitch Bridget O'Malley had given him a good feel of those big pendulous tits of hers but been adamant about allowing him no egress to whatever lay between t...
The dark mysterious stranger: It is a stormy night. I am in a stranger in this little town, here for a meeting. I ask the hotel manager for a quiet restaurant nearby. His recommendation is only a block away. "Great Italian food," he says. "But watch the wine, it is very potent." I walk briskly to the restaurant avoiding the raindrops as much as possible...
__________________________________ Birthdays are a very special time; a time of happy memories; a time of presents. And a very special gift indeed was to be young Akira's marking the rite of passage on the day when the boy would become a man. ___________________________________ The private elevator glided up to the top floor in a whispered rush as Gresham...
I want to tell you what catches my eye and why, so you can incorporate it, if you wish, into your work. Naturally there are genres, fetishes and other topics that fall into the personal taste category that I do not read, and I won't get into; while they have bearing on whether I'll read a story, this piece is intended to provide insight for all writers. Per...
Peter threw on his swim trunks and sauntered down to the hotel pool. The late afternoon air was sticky with humidity and thunderstorms billowed on the horizon. The first hurricane warning had gone out the day before and nearly all of the hotel guests had fled up the coast. The hotel had transformed from a madhouse full of screaming children into an absolute...