The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly in Fuckland" ***** Once upon a time, there was a very sexy and horny little slut called Jilnar Jardaly, who was having lots and lots of fun at her girlfriend's wedding day! After the beautiful ceremony, the r...
As Matt stepped out of his friend's jeep, he grinned and looked around. He hadn't been to this camp site since he was a kid so it felt rejuvenating to be back. The sun was out and shining, the lake was clear, and the volleyball court was perfect. However, Judd, the owner of the jeep, was the best moment disrupter. He ran up and slapped Matt on the back befor...
Not exactly what Orwell had in mind, thought Blaise. He thought he'd been forced to read it for a literature class at Swarthmore. He'd suspected the professor was some kind of communist intellectual. He didn't remember much of the book, but unless it had been about swim-up bars and off-pink stucco, it had missed the mark, at least from where he stood, whi...
Don and Katrina's Reunion Author's comments: I was very intrigued reading the Poolside series of stories by LeoDavis on Literotica, but I was very disappointed that the romance between Katrina and Don was left incomplete and with an uncertain future. As another of the primary characters, Ruth, clearly felt, these lovers needed to be reunited and their love...
These events actually happened, to me, in London, in the 1970s. This is an abridged version of a much longer account I wrote last year. It is fully copyrighted. At the fall of Saigon, thousands of desperate people swarmed around the last few planes leaving from Saigon Airport. Unforgettable images on TV. Now largely forgotten of course. That was in 1975. N...
Chapter Five On the Monday following the accident, Bryan had a visitor. Keionna rode out on her bike just before lunch. Bryan had gone kayaking that morning like always, and was sitting at the kitchen counter with his schoolbooks when there was a knock on the door. Bryan was pleased to find his Irish visitor on the porch. She had a basket in hand. "Come i...
Author's note: This is the second last chapter I hope you have enjoyed the series. As always I welcome polite feedback. * Ed said nothing -- he knew the expression on his face would convey his approval. Anyway, when Nikki wanted something, especially a sexual something, she got it. All three of them knew that. "I'm dying to see Charles naked," she said, s...
Is there anything as sweet as leaving the office late Friday afternoon, going out to meet the guys for some beers and knowing that the evening, the whole weekend, is just stretched out ahead waiting for you? Friday night, then Saturday sleeping late, maybe some football in the park, tooling around, meeting someone for dinner… “Mr. Narr, Ms Morzhay said she...
Walk on the Beach, to Dance in the SKY The brown grass brushed the side of my calf with a feathery touch as I walked past it. I felt shivers, and then goosebumps ran up my skin. With my sandals starting to slip in the sand, I walked past the half-faded warning sign. ~NUDE BEACH~ How very strange that something as simple as a place where people take off th...
Chapter 1: Trip to ABQ – Friday Tonya damn near knocked the stewardess down on the way out the airplane door, dragging Jack with her. The pleated skirt she was wearing was sticking against her loins as she hurried. Her blouse was plastered against her breasts from having been so sweaty. Everyone was looking, not knowing how hot and horny she was. A gate att...