Part 1: The First Lesson Megan stretched cat-like as she reclined in the lawn chair in her backyard. Her long blonde hair was tied up on her head, except for a wayward strand dangling over the dark sunglasses, that covered her bright blue eyes. Several drops of sweat trickled down her shoulders. One got caught by the cup of the small, blue string bikini she...
First Class PART 1 - Economy "Can I help you with anything, Sir?" Bob looked up with surprise from the shirt he was inspecting, probably the drabbest and most sack-shaped in the store. Wearing his close-work glasses, he was easy to sneak up to because everything beyond arm-length was a dim blur. Like a ship from a fog bank, the shop assistant drifted int...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual behavior are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. Yes there's too many people to keep track of. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes it's in the wrong category. Yes it's too long. Yes it's too short. Yes this is stupid shit, and yes, I am...
Vanilla Cream 2 : Pumps to Humps - part 1 There's nothing like a big car. Roomy, sturdy, safe, and lots of power. I've always wanted a Cadillac, so when I started making some substantial cash by selling off my comic book and magazine collection, and by selling a few stories to publishers, I decided to treat myself. I spoiled myself rotten with a gorgeous bl...
All the characters depicted in this story are 18 years old or older. * Danny Flynn was pretty nervous about meeting Joan's parents. He was in his junior year and Joan was in her senior year at Franklin University. They had been going out for about three months and Joan had reluctantly agreed that he could join her for one of her infrequent visits home. She...
In simpler, more innocent days I had lain with Penny in the long grass by the Lagan and we had kissed for hours. Just kissed. Well, hugged and cuddled, and pressed against each other, but not a button or belt or zip was touched, nothing pulled up or aside, no flesh apart from faces and hands ever touched. Five years later no flesh was secret. But we stil...
[This could have been put in BDSM but the folks who are really into that probably wouldn't like it. There is a little mild SM in this story, some D/s, but mostly this story is about two people coming from disparate worlds finding out they could get together and have it benefit both of them. If aspects of BDSM bother you, perhaps this is a story you won't enj...
It was almost 6 p.m. when Patrick Dunn finally got home on Wednesday night. He had worked an extra hour and a half to finish the wiring job he had been assigned that morning by Wayne Faulk, his supervisor. By staying the extra time, he'd been able to complete the job almost half a day earlier than the estimate had allowed. Mind you, he'd worked like hell all...
Leonard found a Chick-fil-A nearby and getting a carry-out he found a nearby store where he picked up a bottle of wine. He snuck back into the suite and found one of the bedrooms unoccupied. He listened to the loud moans and groans and hoped Sheldon realized they still had another three days there. Around seven that evening, he heard the women leave the suit...
This is by far the longest story I've ever written and therefore the greatest challenge I've ever given my editor 'larryinseattle' yet as always he's taken a rough stone and turned it into a gem. ***** "Shit, shit, shit," Kevin muttered, exasperated, as he realized that the project he'd been working on for over an hour still wasn't going to work. His pro...