"Oh, look, he caught a fish!" Marja pointed excitedly to an osprey, zooming up from the surface of the Banana River with a mullet in its talons. The fish struggled futilely. "The nest is in the tall tree on this side of the island," I told her, pointing it out. As we watched, the eagle flapped its way to a landing. "I think they have chicks. It's the right...
CHAPTER 2 - LOVE POINT MATCH "I love upstate, but it feels great to be back in the city," Tabor squeezed Shy's neck as he carried her up the stairs of his apartment. Her two legs hung over his forearm, a single small leg bounced with each step up on the stairs, the other outstretched in stiff plaster. She nuzzled her nose into his neck smelling his person...
I walked down the hill on the west side Wisconsin Avenue in Georgetown, crossing the C and O canal, and stopped outside the window of a small women's boutique. The window displays indicated a variety of fine clothing and accessory items, immaculately arranged and appointed, so I entered. A small bell attached to the door jingled, announcing a visitor. As t...
NOTE: This is book 2 of a series about a submissive female, kidnapped and 'married' to three Norse god-like fishermen. The first book, Ægir's Captive, may be found in Nonconsent/Reluctance. While it always contained strong BDSM themes, I would not have presumed to place it in this category because there is nothing safe/sane/consensual about kidnapping your b...
Chapter 5: Back to School I turned my back on school three months before I was due to leave the place for good at the age of 16 anyway. I worked for cash in hand on a building site for the rest of that glorious summer, although every day I expected some truant officer or cozzer to turn up and haul me off, kicking and screaming back to the classroom. It ne...
On Wednesday morning, we checked out of the hotel and took a taxi to the train station. I had pre-paid tickets on the high-speed train to Venice. We had a private compartment, but the door was clear glass, so we couldn't do any serious fooling around. The countryside zipped by and, as usual, I was amazed at the amount of farmland and just plain wilderness th...
Closing my eyes, I let myself relax on the warm water bed in the dark room. Tepidarium wasn't my thing, seeing how the angular stone bed didn't allow me to rest my ass that always liked to stick out. After the Finnish saunas and the aromatherapy rooms, I was ready to clear my mind. This was a well-deserved vacation and I was going to make the most out of eve...
An Adventure where Silky Meets Tom Swift I'm Silky and I live with George & Jessica. We're like what they call an "unconventional family." He's the dad, we're the daughters, and there is like no mom. But how many dads sleep in a big bed with their daughters like curled up naked beside them, after like fucking both of them every night? Not to mention like wh...
I've been a massage therapist for 15 years, and love the hours and the interaction with people. A friend had been talking about his trip to Brazil, and kept telling me that we should go together and work at the club there, apparently they catered to ex-pat's and liked to have an international staff working. I finally agreed to join him, so the two of us put...
My wife Jessica and I hadn't been getting along for a while now. She was always working, as was I, and when we would get home we would barely even talk to each other. Our fights were nothing big. They were always about mundane things like who would go shopping or make dinner or who's parents we should visit; just your average boring bullshit. Our sex life wa...