Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the storyline is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. * I suppose that where ever you live, tourists are...
I sat at the piano and idly played a few bars, a couple of quick arpeggios, scales and runs, tuning was fine, it sounded good, I ran through a couple of numbers, a few ideas for my solos. The bar was closed, the lights mostly off. I loved this time before we opened, before the public spoilt it all. I loved performing, just hated the clientele. Sometime after...
(Authors Note. This is a continuation of my Twisted series. Until this story, they were sort of autobiographical. This one is pure fantasy, at least as of yet....but who knows! ) * As I came out of the fog, out of the haze, the first thing I noticed was how hot it was. It felt like it was 110 degrees. I looked down at my naked body and saw I was covered i...
I watched Georgia nervously chat with some of the girls from the sorority. She wore her jean jacket and jean skirt well, but anyone could tell she was still in high school. She was a senior in high school, I was a senior in college. I'd known her since she started kindergarten. I met her brother, Nathan, in elementary school and we became best friends. My...
I was sitting on one side of our dining room table while my beautiful wife Marizona and my in-laws sat on the other trying not to lose control of the anger I felt beginning to build inside of me. The fact that Mare was not sitting beside me was part of the reason for my anger and the feeling that my solution to Mare's possible pregnancy wasn't going to be wh...
Bobbi had an arm buried in the cow up to her elbow, manually manoeuvring the breeched calf. Finally, her gentle twist managed to release the calf and it was expelled from its mother in a rush. She landed on her backside with the bloody calf cradled in her arms. "We did it!" she gasped, smiling up at John who had been assisting her. John was Exmoor's acknow...
I would like to acknowledge the talents of JPB. I have enjoyed his stories. As is in most cases everyone has a different perception of how they would like a story to turn out; in a lot of cases if the story is well told then we empathize with the characters, and this is a sign that the author has done his/her job of entertaining us. I felt something for Dave...
This entire work is not all erotic. While it is meant to be read as a whole, if all you are only looking for is a sex scene, then scroll to chapter 2. Thank you for reading, and please leave comments as this is my first work of this kind. ***** Chapter 1 It was another cold night in Greenwood Vale. While the snow was yet to arrive, everyone could feel it'...
Greed. Everything that drove Martin Simpson was based on greed. I should have realized that from the very beginning of our relationship but was so in awe of his power and success at the time that I was blind to what he was about. By the time I saw through the bullshit that surrounded him I was married to him and totally under his domination. Greed. Even sex...
Thanks to fdkman for editing this story. His help is much appreciated. * It had all gone wrong. We had been so happy. I knew when I first met her that she was for me. She was 5' 7" to my 5' 10", slim, with a nice figure (34", 28", 33") with lovely, long legs and a fabulous ass that made me drool when I looked at her. With her shoulder length, auburn hair a...