Hurricane Stories

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The Professional

by theblack on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

New Orleans, Louisiana Tuesday, August 23, 2005 Morning I was chilling on a lounger in Sherry's back yard. It was warm out, but it was early and the sun hadn't kicked in full force. By the time it did we'd be back inside, probably sexing each other some more. That was cool, but this was my first time in New Orleans and I'd hoped to see more of the city...

Captain at Sea

by TomFarrell on Dec 24, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The driving, intense rain started to subside and the raging waves were a bit calmer. I wasn't sure if this was the beginning of the end of the storm or just an interlude. All of the electronics on the boat were knocked out by the ferocious storm but I managed to keep the nose of the boat pointed to the south and the west thanks to the good old fashioned mari...

Oar House

by riverboy on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** Mosquitoes buzzed outside as a young woman stuffed wadded-up pieces of toilet paper into holes in old window screens. Naked in the stifling humid heat, she slapped her hand against her neck, squishing a small splat of blood out of one of the infernal pests. "These little fuckers...

Perfect Storm

by InNeed101 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The weather reports on the television set were coming in fast and furiously now. "Sustained winds now reaching 30 miles and hour with wind gusts up to 50. We anticipate the eye of the hurricane to hit us within two hours with eye wall winds reaching upwards of 130 miles per hour." Paul looked over to Sasha and said, "Now's as good a time as any. Not too st...

Fast Times at Northern Miami Junior Vocational Ins

by fizzbang3 on Mar 2, 2015
Humor & Satire

Authors Note: I have had horrible wirters block. IMO one of the great things about CHOYA is the opprotunity to colaborate with with writers. PLEASE DO jump in if you have an idea. Add a thread! Please!Welcome to Northern Miami Junior Vocational Institute! That’s what the banner said as it gently wavered to and fro in the breeze as students milled about the c...

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Like Magic

by Orange man on Dec 25, 2019
Fantasy

Merry Christmas, my fellow smut lovers! It's that time of the year when Santa plays peeping Tom on us, under the pretense of giving free gifts. Yeah, ya ain't fooling anyone, SANTA!. This is a story that got stuck in my head and refused to leave until I let it out the only I know how that is not having sex... Writing smut. I hope you enjoy this and enjoy the...

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Coach Turns Bi

by Coxswain on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

New PE teacher and his wife seduced by well-hung student I made it! I made it across that stage wearing the Cap & Gown! Plowed through the long years of college and graduated! Yes! High-five! Thanks to Uncle Sam and the GI Bill, I had a diploma! Eleanor and I were in the Army in tough times, and when I hit 20 years in 1965, we decided to retire. As a drill...

French Quarter Liaison

by sirensong47 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Traditionally southern springs are humid with blustery winds, a lot of warm rain showers, and an abundance of budding plants awaiting nature's signal to bloom. One such March, we were all treated to what can only be described as a winter hurricane. That Friday in the early afternoon the gray clouds began to form and build. The winds escalated and howled as...

Wilmington Woman's Club Ch. 30A

by Paris Waterman on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

11/84 –Introducing Jon Grunfeld & Katy's Inheritance Jon Grunfeld sat on the forty-yard line at Keenan Stadium in Chapel Hill exhorting Ethan Horton as he broke free of the North Carolina State cornerback and high-stepped his way into the end zone. Carolina had the game well in hand and Jon gleefully accepted the fifty dollars he had won from his best frien...

Hurricane Force

by gotwood49 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I looked out at the thrashing seas. It was really starting to churn out there, and the skies were darkening ominously. Any good riding waves were long gone. Maybe it would have been better to evacuate, I thought. There was no one else on the beach, and maybe no one on the whole peninsula, for all I knew. Then I saw the lone car coming toward me, its shape al...