The only sound for miles was the rhythmic clink of metal on stone from my work. I was just thankful I was hidden from the suns blazing heat by a few meters of earth. I had maintained a pretty steady pace with this pickaxe, but in spite of the relative smoothness of my work, my mood was still pretty bleak. Occasionally I would accidentally catch a glimpse of...
In this chapter our reluctant heroine (Katy) attends an end-of-summer party. Her husband (Jake) makes sure she finds herself in some delicate situations. Katy spends considerable time and energy extracting herself from them. Hope you enjoy it! Special thanks to Bob and Cheryl for providing the wonderful artwork for this story!! * "Hmmph!" I snorted at Jake...
USS Surefoot, Deck 2, Alpha Squad Quarters: Jonas was certain he had felt more physically exhausted in his life. Damned if he could think of when. Alpha Squad had woke up an hour before, at 0630 hours, determined to take advantage of the quiet hours and get a workout in the gym. Which was fine, usually; physical fitness was a necessity the more sedentary J...
Readers: All characters in this fictional story are 18 and over. This story is VERY loosely based on a story I was told several years ago while visiting a nudist resort. I chose to write it in the 1st person. ***** As a kid of 20 during the summer of 1980, I was the typical guy that had graduated high school, got his Associates Degree from Junior College,...
Rive was a small town, on the outskirts of the main kingdom, built as nothing more than a waypoint for travellers. That was the intent. It grew over the years into a hub of activity, purporting large businesses all its own, including a thriving merchants hall. Any travelling merchant would go there to try and make a name for themselves, but that's a mistake....
A new oil used to cook potato chips has some very unpleasant side effects for that one in ten thousand who eat it. Brian is one of those one in ten thousand and by the third quarter of the football game all hell breaking loose. By the end of the game, Brian was in a kind of hell till his wife Carol walked him out of there. Story Part 1 "Honey, you OK," Car...
Note: This story, like most of the Breaking Clichés stories, is slightly edgier than my other stories. This one veers more towards the exhibitionism & voyeurism side rather than the light domination & bondage of the previous stories. ***** "Wanna choose what I wear so that I can place you in a state of deep need just before I leave for class?" said Scarle...
Two Part Story. Second part submitted also. Great Thanks to the always awesome mikothebaby for her editing magic, and patience with grammar, spelling and punctuation. Her valiant attempts to make my stories readable are much appreciated. As Always, any and all errors are mine, and mine alone. +++++ Thinking Man's action Wife's actions make him think abou...
For most of my life, I'd never had anyone who I could really consider a friend. Originally from England my family had moved to America when I was ten. I was always terribly shy and had always been too busy studying or working my way through school to develop a social life. We were never particularly rich and I was determined to better myself through educatio...
'I see I come at an inconvenient time, you are dressed to go out,' the man says, and his voice is almost hypnotic, inspiring incredible confidence, and making Vincent rather suspicious. For who is to say that this man isn't using a spell on him? He tries sight, sees nothing, and then remembers his manners. 'Good evening, sir, we were indeed just going out,...