The first thing I did upon entering the house was to escort Angel to the dining room. “Would you prefer red or white?” I asked as stepped into the adjoining kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. “Wine? Either, I suppose, but nothing really sweet or really dry. Do you have Chablis, or a Rose?” I opened the Chablis and brought the bottle along with two...
Kirsty stared out over the relatively smooth waters of the North Sea. Even though it was after ten, the sun had still not fully set this far north. Was it prophetic somehow? When she had left all those months ago, it had been dark almost all day and night. Now at the height of summer it was just the opposite. Almost constant sunlight. It certainly felt lik...
Note: This is another piece I had written but not submitted over the past year or so. There are several more chapters written, unlike Take a Chance. Yes, the NerveGear comes from an anime/manga series, Sword Art Online. The series raised some questions, I thought, that could not be explored in that format, because of the age of the target audience. The wor...
Chapter 8: Cheryl, The Modern Woman (Part 1) Ted was finding the modern women were all possessive. One lady, Cheryl, almost wanted him to marry her before she had let him do more than kiss and cuddle her. She looked him seriously in the eye and demanded to know that he was committed to her before they could let the relationship develop further. Ted believe...
"No, no, it's true. It says right here 'Cum Sucker: four ounces Jack Daniels, four ounces Southern Cumfort, four ounces Morgan, and, for ladies, four ounces of sperm,'" read Stephen from a bartender's website. "Come on. No bar in the world is going to actually offer a drink like that. Or if they do, they're certainly not going to make one," my old buddy Har...
Dear reader, this story continues where "Natasha's Truth or Dare" left off. ***** There was indeed hell to pay. I woke up late the next morning to the sound of curtains being drawn, and blinding, bright sunlight shining in my eyes. My bedroom had blackout curtains that allowed me to sleep in late. I loved my Provencal curtains with their soft lavender, p...
(Hi everyone! First let me thank all of you who made the effort to provide comments and suggestions. Your feedback is truly appreciated! And, I'm sorry I took so long to get the next episode up and running. I just moved to a new city and started a new job so I've been extremely busy. As a matter of fact this chapter was written on my laptop while on a plane...
Ok... here it is....I admit it. I’m a big girl. Now don't get me wrong. Despite my weight I am an attractive 33 year old professional woman who has an active sex life and even though I would love to be less heavy, it is probably not going to happen any time soon. I don't like being heavy, but I refuse to let it stop my life from happening. I have lots of fri...
The young man parked his red Vespa by the sidewalk and turned it off. He brought the plastic glass of iced coffee in his hand up to his mouth and pinched the straw between his lips. He took a long sip, looking out at the Pacific Ocean where the water met the sky. Blue on blue. The sky was much bluer back in Nevada, he thought to himself. Refocusing his blue...
XX. . Jenn laid, eyes closed, thinking of nothing, basking in the ripples of sensation caused by Lisa's fingers and tongue; motionless, except for the occasional tremor through her loins. She hadn't let Lisa know that she was awake yet. Passively accepting the caresses, she could feel her body rev up. There was a raw intensity to it – an impatience. Still,...