Chapter One Lydia huddled quietly in the dark corner alley feeling the crisp cold air crush her body and nearly send her asthmatic lungs into a spasm. She coughed as silently as she could and covered herself more tightly with the shawl wrapping her body. She didn't know how she would make it another night on the cold damp streets. She thought maybe she shou...
I owe a big debt of gratitude to my editor Cheer_Smartie526, especially for helping with the ending. * The weather was perfect. The sun was shining and a warm breeze was causing the branches of a nearby tree to sway back and forth. Misty peeled off her shirt and relished the feeling of the sun's warmth on her full breasts. She glanced around to make certa...
My name is Emi Haneko Adams, a 26-year-old 4th generation American, half-Japanese on my mother's side and half-American on my father's side. My parents met at USC in the 1970s while my mother was an exchange student. With my "hapa" (half-Japanese) features, I was sought after during my teens and early 20s as a popular model in Japan, Hawaii, and California....
I had been home from work for over an hour when my wife Karen came home. "Honey I want you to meet someone, " she called out. Strolling into the living room I received the shock of my life, when Karen introduced her knew friend. "This is Jan, we met at the gym. Jan this is my husband Steve. Jan just transferred in from New York." "I've heard a lot about...
So...my previous stories were based on fact. In this story I indulge my erotic fantasies. Imagine people are matched by some agency to be together for a few months to explore their most erotic desires. The agency screens people to align their interests and then sends them to some tropical island resort where all basic needs are taken care of - food, shelte...
It's funny how something simple can set off a complex chain of events. For me a simple road sign altered the rest of my life. Sadly it didn't change it in a good way, although for a while I thought it would. My name is Dan and this is my story. My wife Carol and I were traveling and on one leg of our trip we were headed into Charleston South Carolina. There...
It's true, we really needed a new village hall. The existing building was just too small, and desperately in need of renovation. We had tried everything — jumble sales, fêtes, appeals in the local newspapers, but the amount of money we had raised was woefully short of what we needed, even for the most pressing repairs. It was at a meeting of the Parish Coun...
I spotted the delivery truck as I turned the corner and headed down the street to my house. I was glad to see someone moving into the house next door, It had been vacant for most of the Winter and Spring. Even though the owner did come by and mow and clean up from time to time, the place seemed to look like needed attention all of the time. There was one Bl...
I've been told that I was born with a silver spoon. What exactly does that mean? Am I one of the privileged few? If this means having money, then I'm guilty. But don't admire or condemn me too quickly, as you haven't walked that proverbial mile in my shoes. I can say with some certainty that although I may not have earned what I have, I paid the price. I co...
I. "You're kidding me, right?" she asked looking at me with a surprised expression on her face. "I know you're horny, but this is something else entirely." May and Keith had been married for nearly six years and had celebrated the arrival of their first child six month ago. They were both still adjusting to life with a baby and their intimate relationship...