It was always beautiful at our cliff top retreat, the sun shone from dusk till dawn every day, we would go there on weekends and holidays, always our time, a special time to be together, going through thoughts in our mind, soul searching and finding one another. Like all days this one began with the early morning sun dancing across our naked bodies, the fin...
I woke up at the usual time Friday morning; Amy was still asleep, so I turned to her and held her. She finally woke up about 6:30. "Good morning," I said. "Good morning," she said turning to me. "What time is it?" "It's almost 6:30, I let you sleep." "Emmm, thanks." "I started to wake you so we could have sex before you go to work, but you felt so peace...
Part 1: The Camp We crossed the cattle guard over the stream and pulled up at the gate. I stepped out of the pickup and took the keys to the padlock. The tractor trail on the other side looked like it had recently been sprayed with weed killer, so I knew the neighbor Dad paid to keep the property up was keeping the bargain. In the winter this was a huntin...
The shower was almost scalding hot, but she loved the way the water caressed her. It raced down her body in endless streams, warming her as she shook off the winter chill. She tilted her head and enjoyed the feel of the pulsing showerhead as the water careened off her throat. Turning around, Maggie let the water sift through her hair, those long mahogany tre...
***Authors Note*** I have been asked so many times where the inspiration from a story comes from. I get story ideas from many different sources. Music always gets me thinking, as I think most songs tell a different story to every person who hears it. I also get ideas from other stories, films and perseonel experience. This story was actually derived from a...
I’d like to tell you about the greatest birthday present my wife has ever given me and how it changed our lives for the better. They say life begins at forty and for me that was certainly true. First some background, I am married to Carol, we have two children, Katie and Mark, and for the moment at least, no pets. Carol and I have been married a little over...
Author's Note: DG Hear, MistressLynn and myself are doing a mini writing invitational. We are each picking one song from Ray Price and using it as the basis for a story. I've picked "City Lights," DG Hear, "For the Good Times," and MistressLynn (aka MissLynn), "That's All That Matters." I decided to also do, "A Girl in the Night." We hope you enjoy the sto...
The following is the first in a trio of stories (Summers Time, The Winston Man, and The Two Steves) which are accounts of my year of living dangerously. With the help of a journal I keep of all my sexual encounters I recollect the events in the year after turning 18. I'm not exactly new to sex but neither am I much experienced. Summers Time Ok, this wasn'...
The old man sat on the bare ground and waited allowing his audience to settle. About them people wondered and ran hither and fro collecting, buying and haggling in the busy market of Nishapur. Somehow in this corner there was a silence that seemed expectant as the youngsters and their elders waited for the man to speak. To look at him would have meant noth...
"Careful, lover, or we're going to have to go again. Why don't we sleep for a while? We've got four games tomorrow," Dawn said quietly as I played with her nipple. We'd just finished another wonderful lovemaking session, and yet I couldn't seem to get enough of her. She was right. We did have a long day ahead the next day. Some of it might even involve the...