Chapter 9: Where There is Hate, Let There Be Love... Justine and I look at each other and mouth the name, "Darlene?" Darlene jumps off the car, places both hands on her hips and screams, "Billy Bob!" Justine and I look at each other and mouth the name, "Billy Bob?" "Darlene how could you run off with these two old fucks and let them do those things to y...
On a lazy summer weekend with no plans, no one visiting and the phone off the hook I look outside to see the clear blue glint of the swimming pool. The sun catching the water in diamond like spikes, the gentle breeze barely moving the water just enough to send the tiniest ripples across the surface. I can hear you moving about upstairs with no idea what you...
* Just over a month since the last installment. I'm doing better :) Again, this won't make a lot of sense if you haven't followed Megan's adventures up to now, though she does spent a lot of time bewailing the situation and explaining it to new arrivals. */ Samantha Brooks was nearing the end of a normal working day, that is if she was working a normal job....
I work again the next morning, but I am free from early afternoon. The weather looks great so we decide to drive to the coast. I pick you up from your place just after two. The sun is glorious and the hour's drive to the beach is fantastic. I'm so happy that I decided to splash out on a convertible hire car, even though this is the first time I have driven...
I awoke the next morning feeling amazing. I wondered at that for a moment and then the memories came flooding back. It took me a minute to sort through it all and convince myself that it had really happened and wasn't just a dream. I got up and took a leak before heading into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. While I waited for it to brew I walked back to...
It’s the final day of our holiday in Fiji and we’re slowly walking down the beach, hand in hand. As we walk, you can feel the nice warm sand sliding between your toes, feeling absolutely lovely on the sun-kissed strip of beach. You’re wearing a small orange bikini, and when I say small I mean VERY small. The front of the top covers your breasts only barely a...
"Ok, we're all registered!" I said with a chuckle, pointing at my phone's screen. I assumed she'd know I was joking, since I had been trying, and failing, to play a good practical joke on her for almost as long as we had been friends. "Seriously? Oh my gosh, that's fantastic!" Jean exclaimed enthusiastically. I nodded, not quite expecting her reaction. She...
It was 11 am. I'd just woken up to an empty house, as usual. It's the summer now and I'm home from school. I still do some classes online, but mostly my time is my own these days. I always work out first thing. It wakes me up and gives me a good excuse to have a nice, hot shower. Plus, it's what they make us do at school, so I'm used to it. I slipped on a...
Author's Note When writing for myself, as I usually do, or writing something I expect others to read, I've never written a story from a male's perspective. I generally don't include too many men in my erotic stories regardless, but I've never written one from a man's point of view. However, when I started writing this, simply as a silly exercise, it becam...
I have you bound on my bed. You are naked, your wrists tied above your head, your legs bound wide apart. Completely available, totally vulnerable, and I can see you tremble as it hits you, that feeling of helplessness. Knowing how much bigger than me you are, how strong you are, how muscular, yet knowing that you have given yourself to me this way. I can fee...