Sunset in the Mojave. Next to their battered Wagoneer, my friends Barry and Marta squat on their hams finishing the dinner dishes - scraping the remains of my notorious pineapple venison chili onto a sun-burnished rock. Tomorrow the ants will have a feast. Marta's friend Wendy, a woman I'd never met until this morning, kneels near our small fire a few yards...
As always, comments and critiques welcome. *** "We had a major success, but also narrowly averted a set back. The success was, that Sean managed to overcome one of his fears and actually ask someone out on a date. The blowjob in the shower nearly crippled him psychologically though. Jessica did a great job calming him down by shoving her nipple in his mout...
Chapter 2: Sherry's Story This is Part 2 of the Cabin story. You will not need to read Part 1 to follow this story line but it might fill you in on the rest of the story, so to speak, if you do. * My husband, Greg, and I had come up to our lakefront cottage in Northern Ontario. It was near the end of the summer and the boys didn't want to come along and t...
Jamie sat at her table enjoying her hearty breakfast when the captain came over the intercom. "Attention all personnel, this is the Captain speaking. We will be arriving at the Dyson sphere in seven hours. All department heads report the bridge in thirty minutes for final briefing. All science personnel are to stand by in their labs and observe the briefing...
Chapter 5: Encounters On The Open Road Looking back now afterward I still cannot make sense out of what happened that day at the motel at LeGrande, Oregon. They had picked up our trail somehow, although I think it must have been a matter of pure chance. I have reviewed it now a thousand times and cannot see where we left a trail to open ourselves to their t...
**All characters appearing in this story are at least 18 years old** Niccole awoke to the feel of hard flesh sliding along her hot wet pussy. Her own morning wood was throbbing between her legs and she arched her back to let her sister know she was awake. She felt Valerie's hand slide up and cup her breast as she positioned herself, groping the breast and t...
Chapter 9: Unmasked It always rains on Halloween. The children outside wore coats over their costumes as their bedraggled parents trudged from house to house with them. I used to be so frustrated when I had to destroy the illusion of being a princess or a cat or a clown by covering it up with the cold, pungent vinyl of a raincoat. But this year, I had other...
Robert is in the business school and takes that very seriously. In fact we met in a business course my first semester in school. Robert was the teaching assistant in my subgroup. My mind goes back to that day just 3 months ago. Me, kind of prissy and conceited, dressed like I thought a college girl should dress with a cute swirly skirt and nice sweater. Not...
The night was quiet, there was a full moon and I was alone on the beach. I found a pair of small dunes that mad a perfect little sand recliner. There was just barely a breeze and not a cloud in the sky. I sat down drank a sip of water tighten the cap and placed the bottle behind me. I loved to come here at night. I might find another beach goer or two but us...
I glanced around me, marvelling at the hustle and bustle. The two kilometres Avenue des Champs-Élysées was one of the most famous streets in the world and after a long day's shopping, Luciana and I were enjoying a martini and a slice of cake outside of the Restaurant Le Fouquet's Parisian brasserie. Each of our shopping bags was tucked away under our table....