(I which I taste Bethany's Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) * Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars' parking lot. When I popped the mustangs' hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the 't...
Note: this is an illustrated story with photos from a modeling session which took place specifically to complement this text. The photos are included with express permission of the model. This is the third chapter in a story that began with fun on the balcony. Chapter 1 occurs on the first night at the hotel. Chapter 2 has no balcony fun whatsoever, but occ...
A few years ago, Sue and I used to chat to other couples on the internet. It was great to fantasise. This is one of my first stories that came from these nice chats. I hope you like it. Our room was extremely luxurious. The bed was king size, more than ample for our needs. In the en suite bathroom there was a large bath together with Jacuzzi. Sue smiled in...
They still called it the Friday Flower Club although it had long since given up on flower arranging. Marjorie suggested one day they should rename it the Saturday Sex Club, but that wasn't correct either; they never met on Saturdays when husbands were likely to be at home. There was nothing formal, no chairperson or secretary, no treasurer collecting member...
As with all my stories, I welcome other authors to add chapters! Remember to like and bookmark your favorite chapters! Regular chapters with 5+ likes get a sequel, chapters with 10+ likes get two. End chapters get an epilogue with 10+ likes. Chapters with the most likes & bookmarks get updated first! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old...
It was a hot summer day, very hot. I don't have air conditioning because it doesn't normally get that hot, but I guess global warming or something has caused my city to turn into hell on earth. I was sitting at my desk with a fan blowing in my direction, but it wasn't working. The sweat was dripping down between my breasts and it wasn't a sexy sweat. It wasn...
Araneae is a giant tarantula spider with a leg span of over 10 foot across and the top of his back being 6 foot high. He hunts for female prey amongst the many and varied characters in Second Life. This is one of the stories based upon his adventures on-line. All the names have been changed but I have used Araneae and Julie and my main characters. Julie...
My children had been in school for a number of years and I decided to volunteer at the local middle school conducting an art appreciation class for 6th and 7th graders once a week. In order to do this I was required to do a presentation at the Art Institute of our city in front of the school district administrative staff to show my expertise of the subject...
Note: this is an illustrated story with photos from a modeling session which took place specifically to complement this text. The photos are included with express permission of the model. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Show - Part 1 Rob trudged out to his car, snow lightly falling around him. Long day, impos...
This is a parody based loosely on the characters and events seen in The TV Show, the Gilmore Girls. I do not make any money from the writing or posting of this story. ***** Chapter One: The Hot Seat! Among the changing colorful leaves of New England and the smell of maple syrup in the air, there is a valley between the snowy hills and howling winds of Ce...