Dr. Suzanne Grace was a well known, accomplished Surgeon at St. Luke's Hospital. She was stern and reknown for making a person feel like an ant under her arctic gaze. People tremble under her glare and turn into quivering, stammering messes when she addresses them. It was also a known fact that she had zero tolerance for errors and that anyone who dared comm...
THE SELECTION We talked about it with my wife. At different points in the relationship, we knew that we wanted to experience the swinging lifestyle. When I brought it up, she was receptive. I met my wife a decade ago. We hit it off right away. We did not get married because of love; we got married because the sex was spectacular. The first time I spent the...
The classes had been sitting on the floor for a little over three hours. They had been told by the terrorists that they couldn't leave to go to the bathroom, so the floor was pretty wet with the urine of several different people. Ashley shifted around a bit. She felt a large weight at the end of her colon and she didn't want to mess her pants. What would peo...
"WAIT!" Monica Gift danced over the scalding hot asphalt, her bare feet tortured by the heat. Her three friends had raced ahead of her after the local "Belltower" Police Officer had busted her for her nudity and lewd sexual acts in public. Even if she wasn't on edge over it her friends were. Ryan Quinones had the trunk of his car open ready to throw in h...
I stood at the party sipping my drink wondering how I kept getting roped into this things. My idea of a good time has little to do with standing around talking shop with people in the business. As Furman prattled on about so-and-so's boss doing such-and-such, my mind drifted out the window where the moon shown brightly in the night sky. Suddenly, I caught...
Welcome to Chapter Twelve of my still-developing story, which is completely true. This story won't make any sense unless you read the first eleven chapters first. Click my profile for the link to those chapters. Your feedback is what keeps me writing, and I'd love to hear what you thought! * While driving home from my wildest night-on-the-town ever, I wa...
Continuing the story that began with "Wonder in the Dark" ***** The flight home from the band tour was awkward, confusing, and exciting in different ways for Byron Thomas. On the one hand the college sophomore felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment, having made a dream come true by bedding Kay Miller on the final night of the trip, but how had his fe...
I watched as Kelly walked half a block ahead of me, the short skirt moved teasingly in the evening breeze, bouncing back and forth, her light brown hair was swaying across her shoulders. I thought of her smooth shaven pussy, naked, being tickled by the occasional gust of wind, each of which threatened to expose her to passers-by. I remembered the look on the...
(Author's Note: This tale is a "period" piece. Liberty has been taken with the use of Olde English in the writing to match the tone of the times.) Nearing the top of the turret stairs, the challenge rang out "Who goest there?" "Tis I, Lord Robert, Giles." was mine response. "M'Lord, thou art the only stir upon this cold clear night." "Is that not good af...
author's note: If you want to read more about Allison's previous adventures (although I do explain it some during this first story) check out the series "Poker Loser" in my bio, it's kind of a prologue to this novel/novella. ********************************************** Allison sat looking in her mirror, waiting for Roger to pick her up. He would be her f...