(This story further develops themes and situations from a short story entitled "Beanie and Spiro's Great Adventure") INTRODUCTION First off, this here story is written in the vernacular, it corresponds to the way people talk. Our two hillbilly protagonists are not rocket scientists, just two wonderfully dumb highly-sexed Texan kids. They enlisted in the Na...
CHAPTER 1 A missile thudded on to the blackboard above Miss Sandra Clemow's head as she was writing on the classroom backboard and bounced to drop into her hair -- today the color was red. Sandra turned and as expected all heads were studiously down and with these kids that was as rare as snow in mid-May. "Close you books and look out the window and compo...
Author's Note: Hi, everyone! Well, here for your enjoyment is the first part of a brand new story about a young freelance journalist who is given the career opportunity of a lifetime by a popular women's magazine to live on a remote tropical island in the Pacific and write a monthly article about life on the island for its inhabitants. However, there is a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains characters and references to events in two previous stories I have written: Just Across The Hall and PIXIE: Sissy Stripper. It is not necessary to have read these two story chains. This chapter of House Rules could stand on its own for entertainment purposes. If, however you want context, please read the other two stories f...
© 2016 Sal De Klerk, Naughty69M2M, All Rights Reserved Edited by ElmerStudd Authors Note: This story started as a roleplay between the authors, using a premise from sinful_whispers. The main author was a truck driver for several years and always wanted something like this to happen, finally, it did, in fantasy. Warning: This story contains adult content...
Edited by Michael-Leonard This is the story of a lady trucker and the teenaged boy she rescues. But who really rescues whom? * Chapter 1 The low rumble of the engine increased in pitch, and then momentarily ceased, only to start over as the driver shifted into a higher gear. This occurred time and time again as the truck increased its speed, until it w...
This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters engaged in sexual activity are at least eighteen years old. Many thanks to icedragonmo3 for editing and expert advice. Any mistakes herein are because the author didn't listen. * * * Switched Chapter 4 Fresh Grounds Jessica Tawney poked her head around the corner of my sleeping cubby. "There you are. Wh...
Somewhere between the "FUCK YOU" and the "YOUR MOM'S N'OLD HAG" and the "LAST TIME YOUR IDIOT BROTHER CRASHES IN OUR PLACE", Steven noticed that the rain sure had become more and more cerebral. It was like the skies and his wife were singing on the same tune. In a split second of quietness he was able to slip in a humorous thought of how maybe there should b...
This farcical story is totally fictitious—no resemblance is intended to any persons dead or alive, or any organizations for that matter. The situation regarding the Parthenon Marbles is real, however. I have profound respect for the many individuals working to achieve an agreement on the future of these truly great works of art. Hopefully, someday, the Marb...
* * * [Many thanks to my volunteer editor LadyVer, whose helpful investment of time made this a much better story.] * * * I was inching my car across the icy parking lot of the Mill Creek Ranger Station when I first saw her: alone on the shoulder of California Highway 38, a pair of skis crooked in one arm, and her thumb pointing up the road toward the mou...