Special thank you to Tigersman for editing my work. Prompt and professional, I would recommend him to other writers looking for an editor. I hope you enjoy this story. ***** The sound of a late afternoon squall rapped on the worn, thin windows and the tin roof of the little beach bungalow. The squat, single story wooden dwelling was being pelted with rai...
Molly and I continued our drive down highway 158 refreshed and happy. I cranked up the tunes as I lit a smoke rolling along towards the great east coast. Molly was busy bopping along to the music, occasionally pausing to rub my neck and shoulders or give me a quick peck on the cheek. We soon we motoring over the Currituck sound on the bridge that separated u...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Part Two as promised! The museum came into view and Anabeth was more than just a little impressed. A great building of terracotta-coloured stone stood tall in front of a garden filled with exotic flowers. The detail was minimal in comparison to the great buildings in Engl...
This is a freaky elevator fuckfest parody. My friend Spence Ulchin and I were riding an elevator at 30 Rock, the NBC building in NYC. I was there on business and I brought him along to keep me from getting bored. The elevator stopped and one very interesting person got on. She was very recognizable and especially to me. We used to date. She's the Queen of S...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER – Enjoy a trip back in time to Egypt in 1926, where dashing young archaeologist Doctor James Banks and his team struggle to find any Pharaoh's tomb, much less one as grand and opulent as that of Tutankhamen located four years earlier. James's financial backer, ruthless American capitalist Humphrey Herbert is anything but pleased abo...
April 14, 1769 I begin this log in the tradition of my captain and to record my new command. I am the second officer aboard the Endeavour and have been charged with the building of a permanent fort on the island the natives call Otaheite. The captain, with astronomic and timely inference, named the project Fort Venus. The natives seem friendly after initi...
I apologize for the shortness of this post. Spring break is less than 2 weeks away, and I plan to finish the story then. Of course to quote John Lennon from his song "Beautiful Boy", Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans, so we'll see. Thanks again for your support, and as always comments, criticism, and votes are appreciated. WH...
It looked as though it was just another one of the many necessary, but forgettable, business trips Charles had to endure as part of his position at an energy equipment engineering company. This time, it was a 3-day energy symposium to be based at a large hotel in downtown Chicago. Charles had grown up years ago in the Windy City, although living now on the...
With thanks to Ava, for the kick in the butt to post and with sincerest apologies to MugsyB and Pennlady for dipping my big toe into their genre. I'll never do it as well as you guys! The first couple of chapters are character development, so please be patient with me! © 2009. * Loneliness on the dunes I'm pretty tough But the wind is rough On the dunes -...
First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi very submissive woman. When this bi- submissive adventure started I was a 35 year old straight housewife and business consultant living with a loving husband. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall of course. Some things ha...