Word travels fast on the college scene. Me, and two of my three BFFs - Isabelle and Ellie, all are now starting our Freshman year at USA in Mobile. Our third BFF, Reagan, has gone the opposite direction and is at Florida State in Tallahassee. Sophie, my live-in slave-girl, is starting her Freshman year at Bishop State College in Mobile. Before she met me, he...
The year was 2084. The earth had been at peace for over 50 years; the last radicals dying out with a whimper as the new World Congress replaced the enfeebled and disgraced United Nations. A new power source had been found—anti eon particles—and so energy scarcity disappeared, as did pollution. Medical science leaped forward with the help of massive computers...
The lazy late summer days of October had finally given way to crisp mornings and cool nights. The back of summer was broken and gone were the sweltering days and sultry nights. Laura tried to take her mind off the one element at the center of her young life, her lust for Ray Jackson, by running early in the morning and plunging herself into her work. Ray wa...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
A week after moving to live with the Williams', Skye received a call from the State Department. The Official said Skye and a companion of her choice had been invited to visit China for seven days on a cultural exchange next month, a visit that had been approved by both Governments. "But why?" "Because you have significant impact as a writer in parts of Chi...
Ever since her husband, the love of her life, had died Mrs. Cratt had been celibate. At first it was the mourning of a widow, the sadness and loss that all feel when a husband or wife to whom they were truly devoted dies. Then it was the feeling that nobody else was worth it. Who could ever fill her like her loving husband? Noone could be as well hung as he...
The annual New Year's Eve party that they threw every year was tomorrow tonight. Mostly the same group of people that came to all of the neighborhood parties, but she had made sure to invite her new neighbor. Her husband was dropping the kids off at the in-laws and she had a few hours by herself which was serendipitous as she had just gotten a text from the...
This is a flash story that popped in my head as I was thinking about why the people in the Loving Wives stories rarely talk about their dissatisfaction with the status quo. I wondered what would happen if someone took the bull by the horns and actually talked about things instead of letting them fester. This is what popped out of my head. No BTB or cuckoldin...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date. This story could appear in a number...
The following story is going to be at least a 10-parter, with each chapter in a different category. If you enjoy this story, I'm afraid you'll have to go find each part. Hope it's worth it. Part 1: Non-Erotic. Part 2: First Time Part 3: Loving Wives Part 4: Exhib & Voy Part 5: Lesbian * * * * * Jacques Sartan. That was the name of the man Charlotte...