This story has a long build up. If you want to jump to the hot sexy part, you can skip down to the second ***** The sexy stuff comes pretty quickly after that. * This all happened long ago, in 1991, the summer after my senior year in high school. Visual art has always been my passion, so when my parents insisted I do something productive with my time, I en...
I was woken up the next morning by Justine nuzzling the back of my neck. She had come down to the guest bedroom when she found I wasn't in her bed. "Time to wake up," she whispered in my ear. I tried to groan and pull the sheets over my head, but she stopped me. "I don't care that you aren't awake yet, but I'm full and I need a little relief." Justine then s...
Taking a careful sip from the oversized mug cradled between his palms, John Elliott sighed in contentment as he gazed out through the opened kitchen door. Freshly brewed coffee and a chance to drink to the last drop without any interruptions or distractions from his noisy, playful, demanding twins. Heaven! He was on his first real vacation in nearly seven y...
Another glorious day in Acropolis City... until, without warning, disaster strikes! It could be a fire, a bank robbery, a collapsing building, or something stranger. But even in the most hair-raising situations, the citizens of this fair city are confident that whenever the average cop on the beat can't handle matters, an amazing (and, often, quite sexy) ind...
It's the unexpected that gives you the most reward in life. That's what I think I've learned so far in the last 25 years. 25 years is how long I've been on this earth, and the only other thing I've learned beyond the cliché of "Nothing is for certain" is that no matter how much you think you know, you really don't know anything. Looking back at my senior yea...
Chapter 6: Foreshadowing or Innuendo Warm...cold...no warm, but dark. Where...where? So you really are coming aren't you? Zyra whipped around. She was in the darkness. Where was she? It wasn't the forest, she wasn't even sure if she was outside. "Where am I?" she shouted. "Show yourself!" "You should know. You brought us here." That voice...why was...
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During the long walk in the dim light of dawn through the snow to the woodshed, Ann picked up the old, double bite ax. She felt the long used smoothness of the wooden handle and it brought back memories of many such trips in the early morning cold to the woodshed to split kindling and gather fire wood for the large, old wood stove. This was a morning ritual...
The shrill sound of the tea kettle shattered Max's reverie. He was remembering when he and Rosie met thirty-eight years ago. Sighing deeply, he looked down at the yellow mug and remembered the vision of the two of them rowing down the Charles River that May morning, the night after their first date, the first of many, before shocking everyone they knew by ge...
This story also contains elements of non-consent sex and incest, briefly. Enjoy! London 1632 His boot connected with her chest and she went flying backwards, landing heavily on the ground she gasped as the breath left her and she lay panting waiting for the pain to subside. "You had enough little girl?" She rolled back onto her shoulders, her hands pres...