I spotted Donna across the restaurant and headed in her direction. We were meeting for our regular Sunday brunch. It's going on five years that we've been meeting Sundays at eleven in the morning for food, Bloody Marys, and a full plate of girl talk and gossip. I was not prepared to have this meal lead to an exotic journey that I never even thought possible....
This is the final installment of the "My Journey" series. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 9 first. Thank you to all who read my first nine submissions and provided feedback. This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. Since it's been awhile, here's a...
To anyone who finds this... My name is Donnie ——————- , at the time I am writing this I'm — years old, I'm an engineering student from the town of ——— in Connecticut. I'm writing this in hopes that someone out there will know my story... or at least go and clear my internet browser history before my folks see it. I'm serious about the last part. About 3 ye...
A lot of my stories involve kids in one way or another. I think the addition of children in relationships adds an interesting level of complication. I couldn't resist including a set of twins as well. Look out for a cameo appearance by a couple of my more liked characters from a certain trilogy that I wrote. There is a lot of room with this story to buil...
Firstly my sincere thanks to Kry Hub for editing this story for me. The underlying theme of this story is panty fetish so if this is not in your wheelhouse rather read one of my other stories. **************** My story starts in the late 1970's when, as a young man, I lived in Cape Town, South Africa. I had just finished studying and started my first job....
Author's ed. notes: Based on comments from some readers, I find it necessary to include this standard note: This story is about married couples swapping. If you don't like that subject, or think it's unrealistic for couples to swap and still be happily married - don't read this story! Also, based on some stupid criticisms, and yes I mean stupid, assume all...
Sometimes, I think I must have the best job in the world. As part of my work, I met a girl a few weeks ago. Not a girl, really. A woman. A truly fascinating woman. Her name is Sarah. I'm a private investigator for a boutique divorce law firm. It's not as glamorous as it may sound. I do rack up the frequent-flier points, and yes, I went to Las Vegas last Chr...
The settings in this story are incidental. The story is about the people, not where they live. Please read it that way. * I had thought that this day couldn't get any worse. Boy was I wrong. The whole week at work had been bad and to cap it off my boss, the president of the company, had called me into his office and chewed on my ass for for a mistake made...
I stirred in my bed roll and slowly opened my eyes. I could see the many pinpricks of light in the dark sky, peeking through the spaces between the tree canopies. I rolled my head and looked past the glowing embers that were the remains of the campfire. Sierras' beautiful face was there, looking down at me. I saw her perfect white teeth in the dim light as...
This story and "The Ghost and the Midnight Sky" occur concurrently, so the opening is told again, this time from Alistair's perspective. The House on Chicken Legs Alistair, Ch. 5 You destroyed those who in the past committed injustice, among whom were even giants who trusted in their strength and boldness, whom you destroyed by bringing upon them a boundl...