Ash awoke feeling cold, he pursed his lips a little and shivered, curling up a little tighter, nude as he was, the action brought little relief from the cool air. He let out a soft murr of discomfort as his mind shook off the cobwebs of lingering dreams, he could see light through his eyelids and wasn't yet sure whether or not he wanted to open them to disco...
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...
Chapter 5 -- Lewisburg The next day, Dave drove as he, Maddie, and Cindy made their way up to Tennessee to visit his parents. Their destination was Lewisburg, a tiny little town about an hour south of Nashville; it was about as different from Atlanta as one could find while staying in the southeast, being a rural farm community. Though he loved his parents,...
In the morning, Celeste dropped him off at his apartment to allow him to pack some clothes for the few days away; 'Not that you'll spend much time with them one!' joked the spicy redhead. As he let himself in he found a laptop on the lounge table, with a note on top of it; a bright red lipstick kiss adorned the note; "This is for you; my new acquisition....
"A Helping Hand" (circa-1966) The full length mirror on the bedroom wall threw back an image of a fit and healthy eighteen-year-old man, boasting an impressive sculptured and toned physique. Lifting the lid of the record player and carefully lowering the needle onto a black piece of vinyl, cursing when the needle missed the start and scratched the surface...
Bob Sharpe had stayed behind at Juniper base with a small army of techs and mechanics, and had brought along three truckloads of food and other supplies, along with two small tankers of fuel; one diesel and another of aircraft gas. One of the first things to be unloaded had been one of the smaller diesel generators liberated from one of the Chinese bases, a...
This is an original work of fiction, written by The Wanderer. It is posted on this site with his permission. Once again I have to thank another author for solving a problem for me. I've had this scenario going around in my head for some months now and it was reading JPB's "Sally Goes To The Theatre" that switched the light on, so to speak. If you read that...
I am back to continue the second part of my "Oral Exam" storyline. The dirty stories too much to stay away.... If you haven't read the first series (or the first five stories in this series), I'd suggest that you stop here and go back. Don't worry! They have naughty bits too. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU to Mykittystar for editing. I deeply appreciate you...
This is a love story. It gets delightfully raunchy in the last third for those of you who would rather skip ahead. "Hi, Jim, this is Mary. I really feel bad about this but I'm not going to be able to come down for the weekend like we planned. I'm way behind on a couple of term papers and exams are coming up and I'm in a total panic." "Maybe you could come...
The 747 came to cruising altitude at 28,000 feet after taking off from Kennedy. The plane banked and headed out over the Atlantic Ocean. Behind, the sun was just starting to set in the west as I looked out my window. The first class cabin was full. The flight attendants were just starting to make their rounds. Of course, us passengers fortunate to sit in fi...