I saw the boat in the horizon. It was the only boat in the lake, and it was nearby the house dock. I knew it was his. This late afternoon brought the beautiful views of the summer sun, with its orange and golden rays that reflected on the tops of the thick trees on the other side of the banks and reflecting upon the crystal water of the lake. The calm wat...
Nancy stopped her retreat. Looking into Bill's eyes she accepted the truth, compassion and understanding of his words. Laying her head on his shoulder Nancy embraced Bill lightly but firmly. Nancy's mind was strangely quiet while her body experienced sensations never felt with her female lovers. Her breasts felt incredibly swollen and hot. The nipples atop t...
As the school year wound down, I got sick and tired of hearing the questions. Well, THE question-namely, "Did you really fuck Bridget Landau?" Bridget was untouchable, unattainable, and the idea that a relative non-entity like myself had fucked her brains out had my classmates questioning the sanity of the Universe. Mere mortals don't couple with goddesses....
Scott Payton hummed a happy tune as he walked down the brownstone lined block in the Park Slope Section of Brooklyn. It had been a good day for the architectural photographer, having spent the better part of it on a shoot at an old pre-war building up on Riverside Drive in Manhattan, and the night promised to be even better. The work week was behind him and...
Holly had been anticipating this day ever since she had interviewed for the position with Ohio University. Three months after the interview she had accepted the university's job offer and now she had finally moved back to Ohio. Her hazel eyes sparkled as she read the road sign that declared the exit off of US33 for Athens, Ohio. How many times have I taken t...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Greetings all; in my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? Anyways as my regular readers are aware, I enjoy writing about characters with fluid sexuality. This is a story with transgender and crossdressing characters set in the old American west. ~~ John Calvin Kelly was JC's gover...
Zheng had been in Los Angeles taking care of several business interests that he and his brothers had in the area when he'd gotten the urge to come to Canada and visit Vorhees Spa. Shu was still missing and he was hoping that someone at the spa knew where she might be, though he had been assured on the phone several times by Mr. Hughes that they had not heard...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yes, I'm back. And I promise you won't have to wait four years for Chapter 17. * The day after the general insanity at Elaine's house I actually had to go to school the next day. And then pretend I was an ordinary high school kid with ordinary high school problems. That, I hasten to say, was not the case. I was going to the prom with Bridget...
It had also been an interesting night for Billy Joe and Steve. After I had given them permission to take the powerful customized Nomad wagon out for a spin, Steve told Billy about a house party down in Jacksonville Beach, where he was sure they could get a little action. Billy steered the sleek machine through the downtown streets and with Steve's directions...