The senior year at the university was over at last. Tom had already broken up with Carrie. She was his mother's age and married. It wouldn't have lasted no matter how good the sex was. There had been two others before her, both similar ages, both married. He was handsome and could have had his pick of beautiful coeds. They never seemed to offer the same exci...
Something special happens After spending several hours lying in the grass, some would call it rolling in the grass. Stephanie laughed at my reference to the movie Splendor in the Grass as we packed the picnic gear. She made a point to pull her panties back on and straighten the short skirt as she stood up. Once I got the stuff loaded back in the car, Step...
Here is the next instalment of Jola's history, relayed in the first person, which began with 'Fresh Narcissae' and progressed through 'Narcissae Opening' and 'Narcissae Flowering.' Before this sequence I recorded my two encounters with Jola in 'Small Recorder' and 'Recorder Encore.' *** The day after Danka's departure, when we had free time together, the t...
The social engineers of humanity finally completed their great project in the 22nd century CE, when the trends of history finally culminated to overcome humanity's wastage of spirit by disease, toil, and futile enmities and divisions. A process which began with the founding of the UN proceeded, with some reverses, to unify the various governments of the worl...
It had been years since she was last here. The scenic view that greeted her as she turned the curve was as though it came from a postcard. The trees along the side of the road standing guard providing shade and a serene melody as their limbs swayed in the breeze. Pulling up to the cabin Sammi was hit with memories of all the fun she had here growing up. The...
In the pre-dawn hours a light streaks across the sky. Not from the sun. But, from a missile cruising like a jet across the heavens. Its trajectory imminent. The destruction inevitable. No noise to back it up. Almost as if God was spitting light on the First Day. Maybe he was. Below on the Cruise ship Beautiful Dreamer, Madigan Ridge comforted a devolved Sab...
Dear Reader, This tale is a pure work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Fortunately, the events depicted are highly implausible so please do not overthink the story as you read it. Finally, the tale was whispered to me by a woman who thrives from the humiliation that these fantasies make her feel. The sole purpose of the story is to fill her need to...
Author's note: Here's a little present for the Real Men who hang out in the Loving Husbands section. Think of it as a sort of apology for the dreadful story ("Bad Husband") I posted here last week, which offended so many of you. Tags: Faithfulness, Adultery, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Lesbian Sex, Group Sex, BDSM, Urine, Toys. ***** Dearest Husband, Before you w...
The trip back was quick, wet but otherwise uneventful. Veronique took the helm and Clare, Pascal and I scrambled over the yacht keeping it running at maximum speed. As a result we were all salty, wet and tired as we pulled into our berth in the harbour. Clare took off her lifejacket revealing a damp white top clinging to her breasts, the top semi-transpare...
Chapter Ten "Coming Out" It was late by the time Benita and Suki arrived at Benita's place, so the house was dark and quiet. The stillness of the house was broken only by the sound of a key inserting into a lock, a lock unlocking then the door front door opening. The light of the hallway pierced the darkness as it flooded in. Benita entered first and then...