Gail pushed herself up, took a look around, and slipped her dress back on. She smiled over at Mike, and asked "Are you going to feed me now?" "How hungry are you?" Mike asked as though trying to decide if Gail was asking him for food or sex. "Sex then a sandwich." She said with all seriousness. He just looked at her and shook his head. "Who are you?" "...
I had decided to take my weekend stroll in Golden Ears Provincial Park, which was a few hours' drive from my house. I packed my small khaki knapsack with a peanut butter and strawberry jam sandwich, a few 750ml bottles of water, a package of Kleenex, and my little point and shoot 35mm camera. Oh yes, and I almost forgot to pack the mini first aid kit, but I...
Whenever I tell people that I am married to a beautiful, wonderful man of African descent, they find this strange. Especially once they find out what my background is. My name is Lilah Afzal. I was born in the town of Antoura in a mountainous region of the Republic of Lebanon, but my parents, Joseph and Miriam Afzal moved to the town of Montreal in the Quebe...
I walked Maureen to her car. It was across the street in the parking lot of Jimmy's Steakhouse. As she was getting in, I asked, "What's going to happen when you tell Eric about tonight? Will you be safe?" "I will. Eric's an ass, but he's a nonviolent ass." "If you need me, all you have to do is call." "Thank you, that means a lot to me." I kissed Mau...
New perspective shift... in this chapter, the second person is my wife and the third person is Amanda Adams- my Queen ***** You look through the window and see a clean red Jeep parked in front of the mailbox. There are two figures inside but the glass is too deeply tinted to make out who they are. You're already very much on edge because I've been missing...
Reinhardt, Hayln, and Sharpclaw appear courtesy of https://www.furaffinity.net/user/reinhardt/ These days, my income affords me quite a lot of vacation time. It surprises some people that I enjoy going to the beach. Granted, I'm my own favorite flotation device, but some point out the possibility that I could just float out with the tides. Of course, in the...
Author's Note: This is the first erotic story I've written, so please be gentle when reviewing it. I'd like to thank my new online best friend, Shady_Lady, for not only being the inspiration for this story, but also being my personal story editor. My future as an erotic author is in your hands, so please rate this story and provide corrective and/or supporti...
NEW ORLEANS LOUISIANA The thirty-year old Irish whiskey wrapped itself around the ice in Jacques Cartier's glass. He drank alone these days; safer for everyone around him that way, he reasoned. The First Street mansion was more prison than home since... since he... since she... Jacques, known as Jack to his friends, when he did have friends, pushed the thou...
Pop! Ooooh, I need to watch out for that splattering grease, Karen thought as she closed the lid over the burgers and surveyed the surrounding neighborhood. Luckily, the houses behind her were pretty far away and thanks to the privacy fence they had erected around the deck, she was shielded from the homes on either side. It just felt so naughty and exciting...
THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST OCCURRENCES. NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR TO ENHANCE EPISODIC INTERVALS. * * * * * Sunday afternoon of Drills is always...