3: Fray Island Wyxt has found a home for Blacktung, herself, and from time to time, her guild. Having chosen the island where he proposed to her as an appropriate place to center her life and thoughts around, Wyxt is there now, on the third floor of the meeting hall and training room. Where the pots and benches are for cooking. She wears today only her taba...
Bed Full of Pussy ******************** Author's Note: The (X) Full Of Pussy stories are not consistent with each other and are not part of a larger whole. You need not have read any other story in the 'Full Of Pussy' group to understand this one. I am trying to make these fun little romps so don't go looking for a great deal of depth. Enjoy ***********...
As an older man, I find my fantasies have become more about intimacy than sex. I dream of a woman who enjoys our dance of the senses, a woman who responds to my touch as a form of communication, and who leads or follows the inexorable path to the ultimate intimate non-verbal conversation. I have written this story from the perspective of the woman, allowing...
I've been lucky during this economic downturn just because I had a plan for retirement five years ago. All the savings went into money making assets -- a small, low end mobile home park and some low end rentals. Now I'm widowed with no debt, a big home and good health. For the last two years I've tried to help the local food bank by growing vegetables in the...
I’m Mary 36 years old. I’m 5’2” 105# and a skinny 32b-22-34. Red hair green eyes and most say better than average looks. I have an advanced degree in computer science and work for one of the largest tech companies in the world. My job is to design and over see the installation of large corporate technology infra-structures. Not as easy as it may seem as most...
We sit in the waiting room filled with the quiet white noise that so often accompanies such places. I look at you to see if you are nervous, but you are reading intently. You are intent on things when you set your mind to it, that is kinda how it all got started. We've often talked about my adult theater and gloryhole fantasies quite a lot, but I'm not re...
Many thanks to volunteer editor falcon29 for his excellent assistance on this story. Joe rolled over for the umpteenth time and look at the clock at the head of the bed. Only four o'clock! This had been a long night. He had been tossing and turning all night and couldn't sleep and he knew why. In his mind the question kept repeating over and over, "Was his...
I am Jared Mason. Teaching in my classroom was not fun, It was always either to hot or to cold. Oh well, I wasn't really paying attention to the heat today, I was thinking about something else, or should I say someone, Alice, I don't know her last name we met online and have been talking Via social networking for a few weeks, It started off like this. Jared...
Ireland, 1985 'Girl Scout Cookies.' Regina snorted. 'It's worse he's getting.' Mike laughed. They were driving home from Con's house where, after the pub, they had drank take-out Harp with the man of the house and another couple, George and Paula. All three men were old schoolfriends. Con -- unmarried, alcoholic, an overgrown class clown whose shtick had...
Fucking Fluid Mechanics... I was sitting on a concrete bench in front of the library on a cool fall day working on my fluid mechanics homework. I had worked through the last problem of the assignment several times and my answer still didn't match the solution manual. Where did I keep fucking up? I wadded up my latest effort and shot it into a nearby trash c...