Notes from the author on part 8: It was nice to see the return of the rough and tumble tita, Stephanie Santos. She is such a fun character to write. The archeological dig mention in the story is not far from the home of my friend on Maui. He went over to check it out. Apparently it's the real thing. My friend reports that archeologists uncovered a camp esta...
Disclaimer: This is a romantic and erotic story. I like to create characters that look real, and their relationship develops over time. So if you are looking for a "quick release," this is not for you. By the time the man and the woman in the story "do their thing," you will be convinced that they are really doing it. I suppose some of the stories you can...
I'm definitely not your typical exhibitionist. I don't enjoy openly flaunting myself or flashing just any passerby. I prefer what I call "discreet," or "accidental" exhibitionism. I really enjoy giving an unsuspecting male an "accidental" peek down my blouse, especially when I'm braless. I'll pretend to be unaware as I give a show, as long as the guy behave...
After the scorching hot threesome we had things cooled down in a hurry between Aileen, Kitty and myself. Aileen had many last minute preparations to take care of before moving away for college. Plus she and John were on the phone quite a bit, trying to sort out just where their relationship was heading. So Aileen and I never had a chance to relive our sexual...
Linn flitted about the kitchen nervously -- which was unusual for her, as she was not the type of person who got nervous. But she wanted everything to be perfect, for her and for Codi. She'd dressed casually for now, not wanting to get her dressy clothes messy, so she only wore a tight-fitting pair of jeans and tiny top. Even casual, to anyone who saw her,...
Max and Helen Cranston moved into the farmhouse on 27 acres with the intention of raising a family in the country rather than the city. Unfortunately it was destined not to be and to make up for this loss they supported various child charities around the world and filled their home with a hodgepodge of unruly cats and dogs. They work at the local university;...
Hi, so I'm new to the site. I got recommended by pikestaff (Ryan) after he wrote some stories about me. Anyway it seemed like a good idea to tell some of my own, so here I am. I'm not sure how to start, so I'll just introduce myself. My name is Jocelyn, I'm 23 years old and am Chinese-Filipino mixed. I'm married now (young, I know!) and it's an open relation...
Chapter 13. 'Miss Butt-Slut.' Angel's Wand Raid. Blen meets the President. Typhoon Cimaron. Bombs? Stag Night Party. Miss Butt-Slut and the Masters of Uranus. In mid-evening, there was an alarm. Near the top of Fields Ave, there had been a raid. Angel's Wand was sealed off by police, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. Mama quickly enforced strict ad...
Bobby sat in the wicker chair and sipped his beer. His best friend, Roger, was drinking a few with him. They were watching football on Roger's big screen TV. Roger's wife, Marissa, was busy bringing food and more beer to the two. Every time she was a little slow, Roger would get angry and yell at her. Such was life in the Filipino community in the little tow...
That Evening Sun By Chas4455© I've got a cane bottom rocking chair, one of four actually, that sits on the veranda looking out across the dirt road and a seemingly endless vista of green cotton fields. I'm sitting here with a cold PBR in one hand, and mindlessly stroking an old dog by my side with the other. Lady is about thirteen now, and doesn't do much...