My head spun as I woke up in my bed. It spun even more as I realized that I was not in the bed of my apartment, but my childhood bedroom in my parents' house. Or I suppose I should say my mother's house, as my father had not lived there since his untimely death by heart attack a few years back. I looked over and saw my key ring on the nightstand, and among t...
The temptation of high school senior girls was too much. He was glad he hadn't become a career teacher -- one of these girls would have surely seduced his cock into her body by second semester -- if not by lunchtime on day one. His morality and ethics were pretty strong. He didn't have to have sex with every beautiful woman he met -- however, that didn't m...
Dear Dr. Messersmidt -- First of all, Robert, you are right. I deliberately stopped writing too soon, and I did it on purpose. I left a lot unsaid because I wanted to make sure that you wrote me back and, let's face it, you're not the best at keeping up correspondence, are you? But, since you did write back, I'll reward your timely letter with what I know...
This is the final chapter of The Seven Day Orgasm series. Please don't read this one first. You're missing out on all the fun. ### It was 9 o'clock in the morning. She was naked on their bed, leaning against a stack of pillows on the headboard. Her legs were spread, and she drew circles on her clit with her index and middle fingers. Her movements were sl...
I hiked up the trail, birds and bugs singing along from their arboreal hiding spots all around me. Usually, I found myself alone on these weekly excursions, but today was different, even if I didn't yet know just how unique it'd be. I had been setting a pretty steady pace when up ahead, I realized there was another hiker on the trail. I was walking quite a b...
Welcome, everyone. Thanks for checking out the story! This is Azure Rocks, the definitive version of the story universe that I started in 2014 with my previous story, "At the Cabin". I invite you to read about the tales and stories happening in the town of Azure Rocks, written either by me or the other writers that decide to join me on this crazy t...
The Toy Party "Let's go, big sis!" Ann called out. Nancy was upstairs in her bedroom getting ready for the private party which Ann had talked her in to attending, and wondered what her sister had talked her into. Ann told her the best way to describe it was an "adult Tupperware party". Nancy had been to regular Tupperware parties, as well as gatherings host...
This s a loose continuation of my first story: Out in the Rain *** It had been a busy month for 2 busy roommates. Neither of us were home much- both with busy jobs and outside projects, including some family requirements. So that crazy night in the rain had seemed almost a dream- a dream well worth remembering, but sometimes seemed like a figment of my hor...
I hate the final thirty minutes of a plane ride. It feels like an eternity in those thirty minutes and you're waiting to make hard contact with the ground. What people don't usually know about planes is that there are two times where there's a slightly high probability of a crash. Taking off and Landing. The take off always makes my heart flutter. Sometime...
Epilogue: Spying Comes with Consequences Eyes closed and breathless, Barbara reclined on the massage table. Her white sports bra, her only article of clothing, had been pushed up over her breasts. An intense pink, almost red flush, could be seen on Barbara's tanned skin from the cheeks of her face down her neck and shoulders. The flush extended to the un-ta...