"So, you don't want to talk about it." There was no reply. Nico chewed the inside of his cheek. He thought about it, then added, speaking louder as the wagon's clanking and clacking rose while cresting a bumpy patch of gravel, "It's just that you seem a little... on edge." Snatch grunted. Nico hesitated. "... see, usually, when someone is found covered i...
Paddling Temagami: Camping at the Portage Author's Note: Greetings fellow lover of erotic fiction. This is my Nude Day 2018 Contest entry. Please take time to enjoy all the entries. They're really pretty great. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. The places in this story are fictitious. I have played...
As Stef left school she looked for Cole. He brought his car now and he waited everyday to give her a ride home. She sort of dreaded the rest of the day. They were supposed to meet over at Michelle's to study. She had told them all today to bring their swimsuits because they could go in the pool after studying. Stef was convinced it was just another ploy by M...
(Author's note: this is a snippet from a full sized novel that has been accepted for publication. Consider it a teaser; if you want to read more then pick up a copy of "Unpredicted Prophecy" when it comes out...) The last trail was a fairly good sized chamber, with no obvious chasms to fall into, tight spaces to bar their way, or icy pools to freeze them so...
Lisa picked me up at work at 1:30 pm sharp as instructed. It was chilly and I was glad to have dressed warm with hiking boots and fleece jacket. Glad too, that I had instructed Lisa to wear only a sweater, short skirt and hiking boots. The cold would definitely play a role in what I had in mind for this afternoon's activities. Lisa had just come from the d...
THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST EVENTS, ALTHOUGH NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR TO ENHANCE EPISODE INTERVALS. * * * * * A recent rainy afternoon had intr...
Chapter Two – The Fresh Market Marti and I spent most of the morning and early afternoon sifting through the local "young women's" clothing stores. "Young women's" is another word for "Girl's hips, cheaply made, fashionable, and overpriced", but that never stopped any woman from shopping in them. You see, even though we get older, we still want to wear youn...
When she stepped onto the floor, Mike nearly erupted. He knew he had screwed up. He knew sleeping with another woman was the worst mistake he had ever made in his entire life. And he had beaten himself up for it every day since. But this was too much. Sarah had already divorced him, taken their daughter and son, their house, left him with nothing. She ha...
I found myself moving speedily down the un-peopled street. Yes, it was cluttered with debris, and piles of dirty snow, but at this time of early morning, the sidewalks of my hometown were deserted. The city that never sleeps is a misnomer. It does sleep, albeit in fits and starts somewhere between the waning moon and the approach of dawn. It was frigid and I...
Dear Shoeblossom I was once a nice girl, slightly bi-curious, but mostly straight and certainly a year ago I never thought I'd be the dominant fireball and in charge of a beautiful submissive but very wealthy bar owner. It's fun having Moineau strip and kneel in front of her visiting adult siblings, she bites her full lip, those heavy breasts hanging and s...