After about a month, Jerry was getting antsy to move on. We were in no particular hurry but for some reason he just didn't want to stay put. So we set out south again, every week or so stopping at another resort and made the same deal about taking out guests in return for a room and meals. All in all, it was a pretty sweet way to go. Although there was alwa...
Late Tuesday afternoon I got back to the hotel finding Misty hanging out at the pool where she spent most of her time while I worked. The hours in the sun over the past two days had deepened her tan to a golden brown which was accentuated by the powder blue bikini she was wearing. Back in the room she was excited to hear the work I was there for was finishe...
Usual deal: Don't read this if you're don't supposed to! Thanks to the site(s) that host stories like mine. Support the sites that support us! And write me if you like! - Katie How I got into this is another story in itself. In fact it's a rather long and pointless one, detailing the gradual sexual awakening, exploration and – eventually – submission of a...
I am old now and this shitty nursing home bed will be the last I know in this world. I have multiple medical maladies and mobility problems. I even need help to go to the bathroom. There is no dignity left for me, so I escape into memories of days gone by. Fortunately, my mind is mostly clear and I can work this computer enough to tell a few of my stories. I...
I. IN LOCO PARENTIS (AND OTHER LATIN PHRASES) You can call me Carl, although I'm Mr. Gillett to my students at the suburban high school where I'm Head of Social Studies. I made the mistake of marrying a beautiful woman, physically beautiful, that is—the “prom queen” type. She was a willowy blond with tits like apples. For the purpose of this survey, I'll...
Hello, my name is Stacy Keibler, and I'm 24 years old. I am about 6 foot 1 inches tall, and weigh somewhere around 125 pounds, depending on when you catch me. My measurements are 34B, 24, 35. I have dark black hair, and I guess you could say I'm pretty good looking, as I've never had any trouble attracting men. My eyes are brown, and my best feature is proba...
The Surrogate Host: It's All About Business Ring "This is Larry." "Larry, it's Shannon. Are you coming to my party?" "Pamela is in Washington. So, if I do, I'll be alone. Who's coming to help me get over my absent Congressional spouse?" "Maybe me. Really, my idiot husband decided he didn't want to help so he is heading off to Vegas. I am so pissed. Woul...
They removed Blainey's body from the camp as dawn was breaking. They wrapped her in an old fur, and two of the girls carried her for several hours, until their arms were aching. Then they left her on the ground. Panthers aren't sentimental about dead bodies. Blainey would return to the forest. Back at the camp, they divided up the dead girl's few possessi...
It was the early hours of morning in the city of Edinburgh, a couple of dogs were feeding off the carcass of a dead cat as Lucinda glided down the cobbled High Street like an animal in pursuit, eyes blazing, mouth salivating. She had her feed of the night and was satisfied, desperately seeking solitude from the others. Jagen always wanted them to hunt as a p...
Author's Note Though not my first short story, this is my first short story in a very long time. Any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Aside from the town in which this story takes place, any reference to persons, places or events is fictional. Any similarities are, of course, entirely coincidental. I hope you enjoy. * "Excuse me," I...