I pulled to a stop at the end of the long dirt road before a small clearing, bordered by tall trees. I had escaped from my boring job, and planned to spend an entire week alone, in the peace and solitude of nature. There were nearby mountains to hike up during the day, and a nice nearby lake to cool myself off in when it got hot. I planned to do a lot of hik...
So Christmas is around the corner, and you don’t have much planned. Your mom and sisters are all off to a big Christmas Party at your Aunt’s while your Dad’s off to get wasted with some coworkers at a strip joint. You’ve made it no secret that you’re not as big on Christmas as everyone else, and have blown off many invitations from friends and family alike j...
The car ride seemed to take for ever as Hailey tried to deal with her pegged nipples, bristly ass and buzzing pussy. Finally, the car stopped. After a few minutes, Hailey felt the trunk being opened and heard a soft chuckle. Fingers rubbed gently at her clit and Hailey couldn't prevent herself from moaning and raising her ass to welcome closer contact. Anoth...
This is in three parts, posted on consecutive days. It's set in the hills of the Peak District of Northern England. All characters are fictional and are not based on any real living people. There is sex here and there, but it's not a stroke story. There is no actual sex in this part. ***** ONE January 2009 The Golden Labrador stood behind the man who wa...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
A newspaper flashed the portrait of a suited black man in front of city hall. A splash of orange juice swapped out of the glass. Danny licked his finger. He caught a visual snapshot of the yellow morning light shining at the cross beams of the wooden window. The brown leather briefcase rested on the center prep table of his home kitchen. The sturdy feel of t...
"Entering the lobby, you'll notice one thing, I'm sure. The stink. Institutions such as Sunnyville were often under-funded and understaffed, not much unlike their contemporaries." The guide waited for insightful agreement that never came then proceeded limply, "This is intentional and part of the experience." She sucked in a long breath from outside and clos...
With the lousy, icy weather we have been experiencing lately, I decided to ride the bus to get to and from work. No need to risk wrecking my car on the slippery roads. On my way home after work one night, things got a little more interesting. I had my heavy coat on over my white blouse and skirt, but it was really warm in the back seat of the bus on the rid...
Langdon groaned. It felt like she was waking up with her head under a pillow, a very heavy, painful pillow. She didn't rush to open her eyes as her senses began reporting in. She was cold and tired, the faint smell of antiseptic reached her nose, and odd, muffled noises floated around her. And her head hurt. Oh God, did her head hurt. She groaned again and f...
I've got seconds to make my decision and need to keep her in these woods. If I reveal myself and they get away I'll have no way to track her down. No reward without a little risk. They come around the bend still laughing and talking. The guy is holding hands with the other girl and a good thing too; I guess he'll be keeping his arms. They're fifty feet and c...