The snowflake was thick like a piece of white cotton gauze ripped off. The ends were frayed like a dozen ripped strings. With its million friend on this dark cloudy day, it sailed diagonally towards the ground until a gust picked it up and carried it across the hot pool. The hot pool was bubbling. Foggy fingers were reaching out of it. The foggy fingers were...
Note from Jake Rivers: This is my seventh semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The most recent invitational included songs written or performed by Willie Nelson. The current effort consists of stories based on song titles that have a weather term in them, such as "Stormy Weather, "Foggy M...
THIS IS NOT A STROKE STORY -- I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A STROKE STORY I'm sorry, but if that's what you are looking for, it would probably be better if you moved along to avoid any disappointment on your part. What sex there is appears at the end as I try to concentrate on character building and dialogue. As always, any similarities between the characters in...
Chapter 3: Eyes Wide Open The first session was for June and Jerry. June was sitting in the waiting room. Jerry and Mary walked in together. Before June could say a word Jerry said "Mary is my backup and I will be hers when she goes through this charade with Ralph." Once again June found herself playing checkers while Jerry and Mary were playing chess. Mary...
I'm laying naked in my own bed, my arm around a remarkably fit, athletic young woman, also naked, recuperating a little after we've done everything we could with each other sexually. She's fondling my butt and sort of nibbling on my neck. As she starts to say something, she moves one leg partially up over me so that I can feel her wet pussy on my thigh, leak...
"Hello stranger!" Said this annoyingly familiar voice. She'd always wondered, always had that thought at the back of her mind, would she know him if she heard him? The really annoying thing was that the answer was yes. She'd have known it any crowd. Worse, it made her smile. 15 years and two words had her smiling!! Now what idiot would even talk to someon...
This is a sequel to “Home By Eight” authored by Lothario the Great it is with his permission that I submit the third and final part of that story. Any readers unfamiliar with the original work should read that first before reading the second or third parts. The second and third parts of this story are rooted in a real situation that took place in the early 1...
A tale of two people who loved each other but didn't notice when things began to go wrong. It happens all too often. Edited as always by Angel Love. My thanks to her for her encouragement and comments, always right on target. During the next few weeks, Paula set up the house to accommodate the new hospital style bed I had delivered and she was able to inco...
Figured I'd finally post something other than comments, and see how big a splash I can make with my debut. This little number has been on the back burner for some time. Before I made a profile, in fact. Started out as something vague and silly, but I kept adding to it until I had this; a two-part tale that's not nearly as vague, but still a little silly....
Author's Note: As indicated by the title, this is a multi-part story; it will be easiest to follow by reading Part 1 first. ~**~ Again Ben woke before Julia the next morning. His mouth felt thick and dry and his head hurt. He stumbled to the bathroom to relieve himself and get a drink of water. That done, he refilled the glass and brought it to the bedside...