When I woke, for a moment I had no idea where I was. The light was golden, there were no sounds but birds and maybe children playing, laughing. I seemed to be floating somewhere, and then it all came back -- St. Petersburg, the high-ceilinged bedroom in my new apartment, the big double window opening onto the courtyard, a little dusty playground, trees, grav...
Disclaimer: All the character are 18 years old. All events, characterizations depicted are completely fictitious. Prologue: A sliver of sunlight made its way through the closed curtains and fell on the master bed which was a tangle of disheveled white sheets and naked bodies. There were three people lying on the bed, as naked as the day they were born. The...
Original story: Stormbringer Adapted/ continued: RogueAlan NOTE: Stormbringer created essentially a screenplay for Recession Blues, which has been an illustrated comic. He graciously allowed me to flesh it out into the story that was chapter 1, and to take his memorable character and see what I thought would happen next. I believe I once read where he said...
Kimberly Landford buzzed through the suburban streets with the wind blowing her curly, reddish-brown hair in all directions. The care-free girl had taken her last test the day before at Tyler College, and was looking forward to a relaxing summer. Gone were the worries of research papers and final exams. Her radio blared, and she bopped to the rhythm in "MTV...
This novelette is coming about because my wife reads these types of stories. She buys them on Amazon, and I know about them because I then get "recommended reading for me" from Amazon, with similar themes. My wife is a totally rational human being who would never, ever, in a million years, enjoy the reality, but loves the fantasy. We've played a little with...
All characters in this story are age 18 or older. * Mark was so relieved to see me, he actually teared up. I gave him a tissue. "Thanks." Otherwise he did not say a word until we were in my car. "They think I did it. They think I killed Doris." He looked terrified. "You didn't..." I wanted some kind of assurance but didn't know how to ask, exactly. It i...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
I woke up Holly at about 11:30am on Saturday morning. “Holly, wake up,” I prodded her with my finger in her side. She moaned and slowly opened her eyes. “Huhh? “She mumbled and came to consciousness, remembering that happened yesterday. She immediately perked up and gave me her full attention. “Here, Hol. Take some painkillers and drink this,” I said as...
Warning - no sex in this story. Nothing nasty. So please skip it if that is what you like. This is entry level exhibitionism remembered years later. I realize only a small group of people like this style so please move on to something you'd enjoy more if that is not your style. Thank you! ***** Honey, Here are a few more things I remember doing in the 'sh...
I dated Valerie a few years back, just out of high school. We got along great, but conversation usually deteriorated quickly if we were alone as we were both incredibly horny. I'm tall and thin with dark hair that's fairly long for a guy. She was and is almost a spitting image of Marilyn Monroe, with the short blonde curls and bodacious curves. I couldn't be...