The moonlight played off of every curl and ripple. The sea with its infinite repetition. The sound so soothing, so calming, so relaxing, it should rock anyone to sleep…almost anyone. Looking over my shoulder, the ambient light touching gently on every surface, most of all, the face of the angel, bathe in a celestial glow. Smiling softly at her, seeing the pe...
Author's note: I did not expect I was going to post my short stories on this site. They tend to be tragic, and Hear, see, speak is no exception. It's strange, I want my short stories to be powerful enough to punch someone in the gut. They probably aren't, not yet, but I'm quite sure that there's a glimmer of profoundness in each one of them. At least that...
The day was fucking hot, Typical Southern California weather. I had been here a week and still wasn't used to the heat. San Francisco could get warm but not like this. Our saucy Mandy Collins had been the perfect host. Dinners, workouts, massages, and of course, fucking. Platinum haired Mandy had drained my ballsack several times a day for the last week. S...
INTRODUCTION In our day and age of easy labels and quick stereotyping, we tend to imagine the Victorian era in England as something of a conservative and reserved time. It is an old observation that every generation thinks it invented sex, but no people in history are seen as having been quite so sexless as the Victorians, and especially the refined society...
Chapter 6 -- Nothing to be proud of Cecilia was awake as soon as it started to get light outside. She started breakfast for the household, roused her nephew to force him to get ready for school, and finally laid out a pressed shirt and suit for Victor Dukov. Up until late April, most of those tasks had been handled by Mrs. Dukov. Cecilia took over the house...
My girlfriend and I are playing poker with the neighbors. We have been playing poker with them for over a month now, 3-4 nights a week at least. We lose most of them time and we gamble real money. We are in the whole a few thousand dollars by now. Instead of gambling with money now, we decide to change it to strip poker. We are hooked on the game, but we re...
(SU Rules! No. 23) ***** The soft breeze of the late afternoon gently wafted through the open window causing a deliciously soft coolness to stir through the large kitchen-slash-dining area of Nathan Reid's house. The stirring was more than welcome given the heat outside made the house feel more than warm but it was still not enough to stop Jennifer Carne...
After reading and rereading (and rereading still) some of the 'adventures' told by Shadow_Rising, I thought I'd pay homage. Hopefully mine are half as good as his. The story does contain cheating, so if that's not your cup of tea, I suggest you divert stories! ------------------------------ The harsh cold of a miserable winter's night set a perfected cozy...
This is a true story although I have changed the names to protect the guilty. I am not proud of cheating with the girlfriend of a brother in arms but in the end, no harm was done. * I served as a Lieutenant in the Army in the late 1980s and early 1990s as an infantry officer at Fort Bragg. I lived with a fellow officer and friend in a two story apartment o...
Bill watched Morgan pack her things. "I can't believe I lost that bet," she shook her head. He watched his gorgeous girlfriend prepare for the weekend away. It was all part of the bet. They bet on who could go the longest without sex, not even masturbation. Morgan had made the bet as a joke. If Bill won, she would do whatever he wanted for a whole...