Wednesday arrived at a snail's pace, which usually happens when eagerly awaiting something. For the entirety of the day before, I couldn't stop thinking about Sylvia. She was easily one of the sexiest women I'd ever seen, much less had the opportunity to sleep with. I had to resist the urge to contact her and let her know that I wanted to see her sooner. Th...
As always, thank you to my wonderful editor, my Knight In Shining Armor, Archangel_M. Please continue to comment and vote on the escapades of the Baxter and Bertrand/Kardos Packs. ----------------------------------------- Island of Sardinia, 1052 A.D. The wind blew through the tall grass and ruffled the black fur of the massive panther who stood still at...
I had been teaching at Red Woods High for seven years before anything of significance occurred. It was the first day of the school year, students wouldn't be arriving for another day. Today's schedule of events was only meant to bring the teachers back in, allowing them time to get comfortable in their classrooms, as well as introduce any new staff. My seat...
Shartan: Wow! Fucking Preity Zinta on my desk was like eating an amazing meal after being hungry for days. That girl was delicious. I already knew that I would have to make time to nail her again. Probably today, if I could. I was in a good mood as I left the office to go meet Pooja. I took the same route as yesterday but it took me less time today. Toda...
To the reader: This chapter is one containing little sex. Rather it is a preparatory chapter explaining the science experiment and serves as a necessary segue to chapters two and following which hopefully will satisfy your hormonal appetite. Enjoy. ***** Martin Bricker was one in a million; no, make that one in a billion. He grew up just outside a small fa...
Another, final chapter of Student Support is in draft stage. But in the meantime, here's a self-contained story that came to me early one morning during a cold snap. Everybody is eighteen or older. Comments welcome. * It was snowing lightly as I made my way slowly along the lane that, according to my sat nav, should be where Louise Medhurst lived. There se...
First the standard disclaimer. All characters and events in this story are fictional. ***** Info to set the stage. We were a late mid-twenties couple. I worked full time as mechanic and Rachel my wife part time as a secretary in a small office. We decided to buy a house and pay it off before starting a family there were 18 payments left. With a healthy s...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's interesting what people choose to critique in feedback. I REALLY appreciate all of the letters and comments to me (for good or bad), as they let me know that SOMEONE is reading my drivel. They also let me know that people are taking time to help me better my writing. THANK YOU! ---------------------------------------- Seated at a table...
Ensconced within the soft lighting and smooth seats of a booth which delivered a heightened level of privacy, Nic handed her menu back to the waiter and did her best not to play with the napkin in her lap. The drive to the restaurant had been nearly silent, the radio used as a filler for the non-existent conversation. Still, both occupants had seemed comfort...
My wife Karen works as an economics instructor at a local community college. She enjoys her work for many reasons, one of which being that the environment gives her plenty of eye candy. A few years into our marriage Karen and I started exploring the swinger lifestyle. We've both always been very open minded and enjoy being able to indulge our fantasies tog...