Chapter 7 Allan and Beth continued to enjoy their two weeks away. Ibiza was always one of their favourite haunts. They both worked very hard and so it was only natural that they played hard, too and the break was much needed by both of them. The warm Mediterranean sun had warmed their skin and lifted their spirits and despite the continual party environment...
The Daring dance dilemma is a sequel to "A surprising Sunday service" *** Mike was fucked. He knew it. He kept telling himself it had been too good to be true. It was pure fantasy. It had to have been a dream, and he needed to let it go before it ruined his life. But it had happened, hadn't it? The memories he had of her supple, complaint young body swea...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. ****************** The plane was flying in the sky and Lucy sat back in her chair relaxing, with headphones over her ears listening to some soft music. Something to better the mood and think back to days of the past. What the music was that she played in her ears was irrelevant. What ma...
He's a gay virgin. She's a failing lesbian or filthy bisexual, depending on who you ask. It's late, and she's out of milk. If this doesn't sound like your thing, other authors are available. Or try one of my other stories. If this might be your thing, I hope you enjoy. This is an entry in the April Fools Day 2020 contest. 'Nearly home,' I thought, a...
"No, there is no overt pressure at the moment, but if I cannot be sure the situation will remain the same if the result is not different the next time," Resham sobbed as she sat next to me. "Come on, things cannot be that bad," I consoled her by hugging her tight and running my hands down her back. "I can sense that the tide has turned the wrong way, parti...
--- This is chapter 4, My apologies for the delay in getting this out, I only hope it was worth the wait. And I must also hope my readers understand that I have kept BDSM in the tags for this story because I have always had a serious interest in S&M, and this chapter begins my exploration of that new world. Sorry if this takes away from your enjoyment of th...
Hi folks, sorry there was no story last week and thanks to everyone Who wrote to find out why. The main reason was the power outages during the fourth of July week. I wrote large chunks of this story on my iPhone but still had no way to send it. Thanks as usual to mikothebaby for editing this one. I really appreciate how hard her job is after looking at a st...
Author's note: This one's a little less dark than the last two. I guess we're too close to the holidays to be depressed. As usual I'd like to thank all of you for taking your valuable time reading this story. I'd also like to thank Mikothebaby for editing it. Originally we were going to use the names of the crew on the love boat TV series. We didn't because...
I glanced over at her for the fiftieth time. Two rows ahead of me, two machines to the left. I quickly forced myself to look back at the row of TVs hanging from the ceiling, not wanting her to catch me looking at her again. Not that she had any idea I was even alive, mind you; maybe I was more afraid of being embarrassed by someone else catching me ogling th...
[AUTHOR'S NOTE: This takes place after the events in "A Desperate Caress" and "Rolling Shadows of Night". (2008) After re-reading this, and after much rumination, I felt that I needed to re-edit this story. While I appreciated, and still very much appreciate, StogieMon's help in developing the story, I felt it had gotten too far away from what I initially in...