John slowly opened his eyes, as the fog of the night's sleep began to fade from his mind. He was about to perform his normal stretching routine when he felt a strange weight on his left side. He looked down to see a mass of blonde hair resting against his shoulder, and the previous night's events came flooding back to him. He half-turned, careful not to wake...
You know that moment where you get so into something, let's say a book or a movie. You get so into it, you dream about it that night. That dream is the most surreal and realistic dream you've ever had, and then you wake up, realize it was a dream, and you get ready for the day. Well, Rainer is not having that moment right now. No dream or CG infested movie...
So sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I suffered the loss of my father just after the holidays, I have taken it quite hard but I am ready to return to my writing now. This story is for my dad...he always believed in my writing. Rip daddy. A special thank you to my friend Mr. P for all of his help with the story and with life in general. Staying...
Dear Wimp, So you are Mary's husband, the loser, the wimp, the shrimpdick that I've heard about. Well, I've got good news and bad news for you, wimp. The good news is that until last week, Mary had been faithful to you. Faithful for five years of marriage. That's almost a miracle. That such a drop dead, knock-down gorgeous babe like Mary could have remaine...
This is my contribution to the "VALENTINE'S DAY STORY CONTEST 2017" It was a pleasure writing this story -- it developed while summoning the letters on my screen, and I hope you'll enjoy reading it too. Comments are appreciated. ------------------------------------------------- No, I'm not waiting for my Valentine -- I'm involved in the set-up for my fr...
She sagged against the tree, the exertion leaving her exhausted. Was he crazy, doing that? Did he know how much that could hurt her? Or excite her? It was bad enough when some guy got it into his head to lick her pussy and flick her clit with his tongue. At least his tongue would be somewhat soft. But a rough finger, drawn directly across her exposed clit? W...
Amphrite yawned as she shook her head and desperately tried to sober up. The rest of the Goddesses and Nymphs all returned to their own palaces on Olympus, so she rocketed through the stratosphere eastward towards her undersea home alone. She and Poseidon were one of the few Gods not to have their Palaces on Mount Olympus since, as God and Goddess of the sea...
XX. . Jenn laid, eyes closed, thinking of nothing, basking in the ripples of sensation caused by Lisa's fingers and tongue; motionless, except for the occasional tremor through her loins. She hadn't let Lisa know that she was awake yet. Passively accepting the caresses, she could feel her body rev up. There was a raw intensity to it – an impatience. Still,...
Pure fiction. My thanks to my editor: WindySwimming. ***** We were sitting on the patio of a beachfront restaurant, sipping something tall and cold. She wore a straw hat and shades, plus a button-front shirt and walking shorts. One leg was propped on an empty chair, and the other across her knee, a flip-flop dangled (barely) from one toe. The cool breeze w...
Sally worked for my parents as domestic help. I always found myself drawn to her. She was unusually tall at an even 6 feet. Her features were quite attractive but she always dressed in plain clothes with no makeup with her hair tied in a severe bun. Did I mention that Sally also belonged to my parents? She was a robot, which were common domestic companions i...