Note to reader: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. Names are made up by the author. ***** First-Class If you have never flown first class, let me take a moment to tell you about it. Both Muddy and I are middle-class, which means that she never had the opportunity to fly before. I did once in high school. My ba...
Note to reader: Please read the story "Muddy" before this posting. I wasn't sure if my first post would garner positive feedback. It did so here is number two in the series. Reminder: This story is pure fiction. * All that night, Muddy and I slept soundly. Perhaps the dancing and raucous sex wore us out. I awoke on my left side, spooning with Muddy, and my...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. ***** In southern California there are only two-seasons, spring and summer. Fall and winter here are nowhere near as unbearable like the Midwest or the east. Hell, even the southeast in winter can be bitter cold. Spring is here and Muddy has decided to return to college for her master's degree. She majored in economic...
Note to reader: It's best that you read the series from the beginning. Reminder, this is pure fiction. ***** The next day was Monday. Muddy awoke at the same time I did. My phone alerted me to a message from the law office. I read the message learned that I was needed first thing that morning. I placed the phone back on the night stand, stretched my arms o...
Anyone who knows me knows about my love for the female foot. I can tell you when my foot fetish developed (during puberty) but not why. I can tell you about the many sub fetishes that fall under the broader term “foot-fetish” but I can’t tell you how my sub fetishes developed. I can even tell you about the many women who have loved me and my fetish over the...
[Consequence: the results of an action, belief or circumstance. Some are intended, and some are unintended. This is a story about both kinds. There is sex in this story. Loving, delightful joining. The story could have been placed in Erotic Couplings, Mature or Romance. I flipped a coin and it came up Romance. Your comments and votes are encouraged. In my ex...
As Sam sat in the backseat of the car, her stomach was in turmoil. She was starving even through all the embarrassment and excitement of the day. She tried to understand why she had ever been these girls' friend. She sat there pondering the beginnings of their friendships and how silly they were. For Sam and Anita, they were fifteen the first time they met....
Genevieve was hiking in the Great Dismal Swamp near Lake Drummond. She had hiked the same paths millions of times and craved something different for a change, so, upon reaching the lake, she stepped off the path and treaded around the shore, careful to stay within the cover of trees, jumping from root to root. Eventually, she decided she wanted firmer ground...
Note: This is a story I wrote many, many years ago. I've cleaned up the spelling and grammar, but otherwise left it as it was. * "We'll be back by nine mum," Julia shouted as we set off into the woods. We were both eighteen, it was a warm summer Friday evening during that long break after school had finished for us forever but our new universities hadn't s...
Chapter 5 - Two Streakers Jason spent the following Sunday with his friends, once again going on a hike along the shore of Lake Michigan north of Chicago. It was a very pleasant outing, made even more so by Jason's extremely upbeat mood over his successful date with the RA the night before. The group got back from their hike relatively late. After getting...