"The Shady Lakes Cottages provides a quiet, discreet getaway from the rat race, a place where the cares of the world can be left behind for the simplicity of nature accompanied by comfort services, excellent food, and warmly appointed lodging." That's what the brochure stated and when the Cottages were new in the 1980s that was spot on. Nearly thirty years...
Author’s Note: This never actually happened to me. None of this is me, nor anyone else of whom I know. The actress in question has not, to my knowledge, done anything like this in real life. It is nothing but a sexual fantasy about her, plain and simple. This is pure fiction. If I met her in real life, I’d know her right away, as a fan of the series Smallvil...
Pat had avoided Amanda for a week. She was sure that her new friend was disgusted by her behavior at the last gig, that she would call her a slut and a whore. She called herself that as she pounded furiously at her pussy with her fingers, her body spasming in orgasm. She called herself that in the darkness of her room, in the solitude of her bed. Those words...
The trio entered into a small room which had another door facing them. This other door was opened and they could see the immensity of the other room through this door. The minute they entered the small room, the door behind them slid shut noiselessly. There was nothing else to do now except to walk toward the opened door. It was clear to Vincent that they...
Chapter 11 After a fitful night, Stan got up in the morning feeling tired and somehow unkempt. A shower and a shave later it was only tiredness, but Stan couldn't get the grittiness out of his eyes. His 20-20 hindsight was telling him that there were all sorts of things he could have said last night, the most important of which would have been "Can I take y...
Dan Harris couldn't sleep well, and the reason wasn't the June Missouri heat and humidity. He'd just survived a day when he thought the woman of his dreams was going to cut off their friendship. For weeks, he had snuck off to a hidden spot in the woods to watch his idol, '70 sitcom star Brenda Keans, go skinny dipping in Peachtree Lake, the pond below his tr...
Dan Harris looked out of his window on a clear Thursday summer morning. May is always a fickle month in Missouri, so he took a look at his thermometer: it was 70 degrees at 8:00AM, so the day promised to be on the warm side after the previous night's storms. Glancing across the little trailer park, he saw his buddy Alan's fan swirling inside the screen windo...
When my spine had stopped tingling and my hands had stopped trembling, I got up and took another shower. This time I got dressed. I had work to do. There were two ad campaigns I was working on, one for fruit-based cosmetics, and one for pet food. Hmm. Maybe there was a cross-over here. Health food for animals and a shampoo that made you as slick and clean as...
The first morning on the beach, 5:30 in the morning and Jessica was stretching her arms over her head as she looked out over the ocean. She took a deep breath and walked back inside for a cup of coffee. She knew in her mind that going by herself, away from all the crap, was a good idea; but she wanted to be with someone that would hold her, touch her and mak...
Please direct all feedback to the form in my profile. It's greatly appreciated. I'm just starting out, so anything you have to say, positive or negative, about this story can only help me. I don't remember how long I stood there; craning my neck towards the heavens in a futile attempt to discern where the building stopped and the atmosphere began. This was...