Besides being my entry in the Summer Livin' Contest, this is a story I wrote for Busty Jessica, because she likes reading about her sex orgies almost as much as she likes being the center of them. There are many women named Jessica, but there is only one Busty Jessica, and that is why I and all her other fuck buddies call her by her full name. She is a wom...
Feedback is welcome: Last summer my wife, Heather and I went to Thailand for two weeks and had such a great holiday we booked to go back the day after we got back. We thought it was going to be just a regular holiday away in the sun with 9 days of sightseeing and then 4 days relaxing at an exclusive resort on the beach. The first part of the holiday was gre...
**Moscow, 1921** Natasha knew Borya was in a mood when they left that Friday afternoon for their cabin. He grumbled about the latest crisis as the taxi drove them to the stables, then continued to vent his frustration as they rode their horses to the snug cabin tucked in a valley along the river. Once there, the horses were put away and they retreated insid...
Wednesday dawned, the start of the third day living with the FBI. It turned out to be a day where so much happened so fast that it is hard to describe. I awoke again with Grace's body nestled into mine, the fluids from our lovemaking now dry and sticky on our skin. I showered, shaved, and then kissed her on the forehead before I left at 6:30 to go to the ope...
"What's up, my brother?" Marjorie Etienne said, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, dark-skinned young Haitian-American woman looked at Rudolph, the only other Black person working in the Acquisitions Division of Magyar Tech, and smiled warmly. Rudolph Stanwood was the newest hire, and as far as newbies went, this one seemed most promising. Magyar Tech may think...
Fashion is Our Name - Part 15 - Escape from Zagreb Chapter 38 - Headed to Croatia After the motorcycle escort peeled off with a hearty wave, Ben had us headed straight to the southwest, taking a route toward Graz, avoiding Vienna. He asked if I knew the plans for the evening. After asking Sing to take the passenger seat, I headed to the back, where Anne an...
This story is my entry in the 'Pastiches de Oggbashan Story Event', and is based on his story Christmas Truce. For those not familiar with the old British currency, one pound sterling (£1) was comprised of 20 shillings, each worth 12 pennies. A variety of coins were in circulation, including the guinea, a gold coin worth 21 shillings or just over £1. To put...
Makawee was laying out corn husks to be dried and used as woven baskets, when the call from Dancing Wolf came to her. As the words he telepathically sent entered her brain, she immediately halted her task, then headed for the teepee which he made as a home. Upon reaching the natural dwelling she pulled back the flap which served as a door, then stepped insid...
Dayen wasn't sure why he had been chosen as the high shaman for the clan on the day of the winter solstice. He was the youngest shaman in the clan, but old Wored had been too tired to perform the rite and had pointed silently to Dayen as his replacement. It was even more worrying that the signs hadn't been good. And now this. He dressed carefully on the mor...
BROCKTON, MA. Alexandra woke up. It was a saturday. She went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She stared at the reflection. She looked at a young woman with short black hair and dark green eyes. A face that some would consider pretty, if a bit average. She took her toothbrush and rinsed it with hot water. She put on some colgate total and started b...