Disclaimer: This story was written strictly for pleasure only. I own the character's and they are of my own creation. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance the character's have to real life people are strictly coincidental. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Jennifer had the most intense and bizarre sexual experience h...
If you have not read 'Resonance' please do not read this and vote it down. Read the other first and then come back. They're good stories when read in order. Enjoy! * It was finals week. Everyone on campus was in their respective places cramming for exams that would determine where they ranked scholastically. Scholarships were won and lost during this unive...
What made me go to a massage parlour for the first time when I had survived the first thirty or so years of my life without feeling the need? Quite simply I had not had sex for nearly three months and was feeling very horny. Of course, this had happened before, but this time I was in a relationship and had been enjoying an active sex life until my live in lo...
Dmitry waited at the coffee shop for her to show up. She had insisted on meeting in public, and he understood, but she was about to be late and that he did not tolerate. He looked out the window at the unfamiliar surroundings and watched the people passing by. This was a part of town he was not in much, it was not a bad or a great part of town just one tha...
Breathe. Not quickly. Slowly. Don't panic. Keep your wits about you. Yeah, right. Twenty minutes after Diane left my office, I finally gave up reading the same paragraph over and over again. The words simply did not register, for the conversation I just had with Diane pushed everything else from my head. One night. That was it. My life completely screwed...
Fresh out of high school I got a job working for Mr. Carlson. I was happy to get any kind of job at all, this one was setting chokers up on the back side of his big ranch. Mr. Carlson had a TD-14 International dozer, it was a good machine. Outfitted with a hydraulic blade and a big bull drum on the back, he was harvesting Fir trees up on the back side of...
Chapter 1 I couldn't believe my ears. I was out walking my dog, Buster, late at night when I happened to be coming back in the gate to our yard when I overheard my daughter and her friends talking. My daughter, Chrissy is 18 and was having a sleepover. The girls, 5, counting my daughter were all sitting in our hot tub and talking. Their voices though low we...
"Hey Jules, time to put it up." I hate to stop playing my flute. It's not a very manly instrument, but I am good at it, and I like being good at something. I've always been shitty at sports, and was usually picked last in sports. (When I was younger, I made a point of getting the kickball prior to recess so I could captain a team). I turned to Mike. "Mike,...
Welcome to Chapter Nine of my still-developing story, all of which is completely true. This story won't make any sense unless you read the first eight chapters first. Click my profile for the link to those chapters. I love getting feedback from readers- it's what keeps me writing! So please post a comment and let me know what you thought of this :) I'd b...
RIVER RATS... Part 1 Intro, THE SWIMMIN HOLE Part 2 UNDER THE BRIDGE Part 3 Airplanes, motorcycles, and farm tractors? RIVER RATS #1 THE SWIMMIN HOLE Let's go back to Central Illinois, where I was born and raised. After I met Dollie and got my first car we were free. Free to roam beyond the small city where we lived. Even when still in High School, I...