You waken to my hands gently massaging your back and a smile spreads over your face. You tell me how good it feels and roll over to kiss me. We kiss and hold each other for a while before you realize that we're still moving forward. "Hey! If you're here, and I'm here, then who is steering?" I laugh and you turn around. You can see that the tiller is secure...
Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothi...
"Oh come on Daphne! He's a perfect ten! Look at those cheekbones!" The two air stewardesses were peeking through the curtain at the A-lister who had just taken his seat ready for take-off on this Atlanta to LAX flight. But Tom's boyish looks were far too clean-cut for Daphne's liking: -"You young girls obsess over silly little boys like that all you want b...
"Uncle Stuart, are you saying the Irish were involved in the fighting as well?" Tom asked him. "Aye Tom, the Irish in question were the relatives of Laird Hamish MacDonnell, as well as descendants of the MacDonald's. They had a few castles on the north-east coast, one called Kinbane Castle, which means 'White Headlands', because of the white limestone of th...
This is one of a series of Catherine stories. If you want to know more about her, check out any older Poorwriter story and read the introduction. Thanks! CLIMBING THE LIGHTHOUSE STAIRCASE My beautiful and adventurous wife Catherine and I took a weekday trip up to the shore and we had so much fun traveling along the coast. It was so nice out and she wore...
Chapter 2: The Luscious Lucy The walk from Raspberry's door around the marina to the boat would have been a long three blocks. I opted to drive around and park closer to the aging watercraft. At my age, walking was one the things I avoided as much as possible, even if my doctor did preach at me to great lengths about its value to my constitution, which had...
Brittany glanced nervously at her watch. She had five minutes to make it to the meeting on the top floor. Unsure of what the meeting was about, Brittany hoped it wouldn’t be bad news. Word around the offices was the agency had been reviewing employee records, possibly for cutbacks. Although Brittany had been recruited by the agency just before her college g...
"Have you seen...?" Trina stopped mid-sentence. Henry tore his eyes away from his comp screen, to see Trina...see her...in his room. As he was rubbing his erection, squeezing, desiring to be the character pumping into the eager woman on the screen. And then there was Trina. Watching him. She wasn't leaving. Trina licked her lips. Henry had a trail of red...
Great thanks to my editor Dr. Bob80 and for the insights of leftyloo and lancerval. This is the continuing story of Chris Peters, a young man who is beginning his life. If you are joining the story now, you're gonna be lost. I'd suggest starting a little earlier. Just a reminder, this story is based on my brother's life. It is fictionalized; however, the p...
When I was a teen my parents owned quite a large boat. It had two sleeping cabins, a galley, sitting room, head etc. My parents planned to go on an overnight cruise with one of dad's business partners and his wife up the Hudson River and later in the evening dock and go to dinner at a restaurant. I was elected to be the "crew" on this particular trip. My re...