Day Seventeen ADRIANNA I immediately locked down my thoughts, shutting Yavara out from even the most banal of my musings. She pouted her lips. "I was only trying to see what you were dreaming about." Though I was groggy with alcohol, I could smell the wine fresh on her breath. She'd already been drinking, and it wasn't even eight in the morning. "How di...
© 2019, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Oh my god... Stacy?" Ann mouthed, her friend standing not so innocently on the front porch. She was there next to Beth, the two of them with postcards in their hands; each penned by Neil, inviting them to have some extra-marital fun. Most of it at Ann's expense. He had undoubtedly written them, but An...
My wife and I were still renting a house here in Southern Vietnam, even though buying was actually the thing to do. We had been looking for land or a house on and off, but we didn't really agree where to buy. My wife wanted a house in town, while I wanted to live in the countryside. But prices were inflated anyway at the moment as our area near the coast was...
I was distracted through dinner with my parents and spent most of the evening staring at a succession of pointless TV shows, my brain engaged with re-living past adventures and fantasising about new ones. This time the enjoyment high from what had happened lasted pretty much the rest of the day, and the feelings of embarrassed regret that had hit me the prev...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** All characters are 18 years old or older. Some of these could be expanded into larger works, but I wanted to get them out of my head and on paper, as it were. The last story took on a life of its own. I had a particular ending in mind when I started and yet it changed, dras...
Gypsy woke refreshed for the first time in a long time but within seconds she remembered her resolve to find a place of her own so as not to disturb Caydn in his own home with her bizarre tendencies that'd always driven a wedge between her and having a normal life. He'd asked to view her sketches later that day. So far she'd not done a single one. So to ke...
She was a pharmaceutical blonde, of that I was almost certain, she was young, probably no more than 19 or 20, from what I could see as the wind fashioned her sun dress against her curves, she was stacked, physically at least, and she gave the impression that her contribution to an intelligent conversation would be, "Do you want fries with that?" I threw her...
It was well after one when Philip, feeling surprisingly spry and alert, returned from his evening with Tim. As the night had progressed and the alcohol accumulated in his bloodstream, he felt a developing sympathy for the younger man. It wasn't difficult to understand his predicament; some rich guy was swooping in to dazzle his girlfriend and spirit her off...
New readers – and previous readers who might have read the last chapter quite some time ago – know that it is advisable to start at the beginning of the series in order to know about/remember the characters and the sequence of events. The next day, after a surprisingly sound night of sleep, I took a shower, washing my diminutive penis through its open-d...
===== DAY EIGHT ===== "I've got a surprise for you," Trina said with a smile, as she lay next to me in bed gently stroking the hard-on I had awakened with that morning. A few minutes before, I had been blissfully asleep and dreaming of various erotic images, nothing coherent, just a general feeling of sexual pleasure and excitement. Trina, who was nothing i...