It began innocently enough -- on my part, at least. Really sort of accidentally -- this quest of mine. What has become my search, my life! Dave had taken me to an afternoon, outdoor concert, and we were really rocking to the tunes, standing among the crowd, just back of what they used to call the mosh-pit. At the end of one particularly long song, Dave turn...
This job sucks, I think to myself. I feel this way from 7-8 am every morning, though. Thankfully, my day always get better just before 8. That is when you arrive. Abby, you are my boss, my teasing tormenter, and, most importantly, my friend. Each morning, I suffer through the doldrums and monotony until your presence lights up my world. Knowing that you will...
When I got to my room, I checked the phone and there was a message from my GF, a photo of her, sitting in her bed, naked, with her legs crossed just enough to block the view and her hands covering her breasts between which... there was a key hanging on a neck chain. I knew it was THAT key, the one I needed... I threw me clothes off of myself and run into the...
Continual thanks to everyone for the high ratings and comments. I appreciate the feedback and I hope you're all enjoying this story. As mentioned previously the story is in darker territory and it sort of stays that way, though this chapter is not quite as intense as the last one. I'm keeping it in Non-Human because of Demorelle. If you're concerned about...
Emma turned back to look into the mirror, posing her left side. The thick swell of her ass lifted the silky negligee she had draped over her firm body, her breasts holding the sheer nighty away from her, causing it to hang lightly in front of her firm tummy. She was super critical of her body, as any serious dancer would be, but especially so when she had t...
In Part One of this story my hot wife (Maggie) and I had agreed to do a full swap with another couple, something we had never done before. After a lot of research, some phone calls and then a meeting over coffee we met Rob and Anita for a Saturday night of fun. After hours of swapping and fucking in every position imaginable, the four of us took a break slip...
My first love was a year older than me, and that relationship defined the man I was to become. Though more years have gone by than I care to admit, just thinking about her takes me back to those heady days before life's realities completely catch hold. Back to my mid 20s, with the body of an athlete and that naive way of looking for possibilities and dreamin...
I was surprised by how quickly part one was read and commented on! I was also surprised by some of the stuff I've been ruminating on made its way into this story. I really appreciate the comments! The one questioning how our protagonist started his fire made me laugh. It was merely not mentioned, similar to not noting characters going to the bathroom. Let me...
3. The Valley "I don't get it," Tascha frowned. "Well, you know Grieg's 'In the Hall of the Mountain King,' right?" "Of course." "Well, there's this classic prog rock album, by King Crimson, called In the Court of the Crimson King. Somebody apparently thought it was clever to put the two things together. At the time I thought it was hysterical." She coc...
Billie wasn't surprised when she got the call. It was the first Friday night that she had been scheduled off in longer than she could remember, which was more than slightly irritating, but the young and ambitious doctor was definitely not surprised when the pager buzzed halfway through dinner. Sod's law, really. There once was a time when everything was qui...