Freebird! Eddie Nesbit could not carry a tune under the best of circumstances but with only the uncaring wind to hear him bellow, emulating Ronnie Van Zant was not the hardest task. Above the hearty drone of the 351 Ford motor pushing him up the mighty Mississippi in an old Ski Nautique, Eddie and the late Van Zant sang their hearts out in praise of the als...
Chapter 11 - Sponge Toss My rushed getaway from Josh meant I arrived the Sponge Toss booth ten minutes early, so I had an opportunity to get a feel for the game before I started getting hit with wet sponges. Mr Mitchell the P.E. teacher was on-deck, his wet and smiling face mounted above the brightly coloured body of a clown painted on the outside of the b...
Sorry this took a little time to get this chapter out to all of you. Life's been busy. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Things begin to heat up a little for Eric and Kate. And for the record, I am pagan. Which should explain to someone who asked once upon a time why I write "Oh Gods!" instead of "Oh God!" Jaisen It was the big Pioneer Day Celebration at s...
I took off work a bit early Friday so we could get an early start. I was excited like a kid in a candy store. Walking into the bedroom I saw the suitcase laying open and several articles of clothing laying there. I had made my choices before leaving for work so my clothes were already placed in the suitcase. Dawn was standing in front of the closet rifling t...
Disclaimer: This work of erotic fiction depicts consensual sex acts involving bondage, temporary mind alteration, alien probing and tentacle sex. If such things make you uncomfortable, I would advise you not to continue reading. * One morning, Lyssa was dozing peacefully when remembered that today was the day she and her boyfriend were going for a morning...
***WARNING: NON-CONSENSUAL FUCKERY AHEAD*** This story contains elements of coercion, blackmail and body modification in the context of heavy BDSM. Daphne is hereby acknowledged to be a narcissistic sociopath at best or a functional psychotic at worst. I want to portray her as a monster, so don't be surprised when she does monstrous things. Nobody should do...
This is the story of how I met my wife and how we fell in love. When I think about the long, kinky road that led to our life today, I can only shake my head and laugh. It's fitting, I suppose, because I happen to be married to one of the kinkiest, most insatiable women on the planet. Her twin sister is the exact same way, and I ought to know. She's married...
This girl is a story in itself so it would be rude to Jenny if I just assumed she would be added into the tale of Pat! About a month later, I was in an old local haunt of mine when Jennifer walked in with Lynsey. They saw me and smiled but it wasn't until a couple of drinks later, that she approached me, while her Lynsey was on her mobile. "Hi. Um, I think...
Driving down the highway as fast as he dared Fletcher knew the key to rescuing Sorrel certainly rested with Florence, but Florence was in danger too. To save one he had to save the other. He could do it, he knew he could. He had to do it. Pulling into the lot in front of Florence's apartment complex, he got out of the car and raced to Florence's apartment....
Early the next morning Sorrel awakened before Fletcher; a first she thought. She quietly lifted the covers and peered down at his man thing. Penises were strange things she thought; sort of fascinating, but really ugly to look at. His looked a little tumescent; not what she would call hard. It was semi-erect. She half giggled to herself; he had a semi. She...