A clear blue sky stretched to the horizons, wispy clouds added a splash of color, and a light, cool breeze played with her hair. Spring had arrived, and the Mountain Laurel trees, always beautiful, hung a few inches lower, courtesy of the large purple flowers hanging from their branches. The combination of dark green, light purple, and speckles of white, rev...
This was my submission for the 2018 Nude Day Contest. Unfortunately, I missed it. I hope you enjoy it anyway. Huge thanks to my guest editor: Trevanion Row, any mistakes are mine and mine alone. ***** It was after three when I finally pulled up in front of the cabin, and instead of getting of the car, I sat and stared at it in sadness. It had been over t...
THE INSATIABLE ONE "Harder," Jenna said as Avery's hand slapped across her ass. It was bright pink and swollen. He sat atop the back of her thighs, appreciating the great shape of her ass. Jenna rested on her stomach, her arms stretched out above her head. Her wrists were bound to the short iron bars of the headboard with two pairs of handcuffs. Her ankle...
***I hate having to 'splain stuff because it usually means that I didn't make something clear. But I hate having to read it in the comments that I've left a reader in the dust over something that is not clear even more, so hopefully without spoiling this for others, there is a small time shift in this chapter. Small, in that it involves only one character,...
It was a miserable morning in December 2005, my marriage was in tatters and I was stony broke, hungry and with only a few miserable personal possessions to my name. Those, I had left in a small suit case, which I had left at the local Salvation Army where I had spent the previous night. Someone had told my wife that I was having an affair with my bosses dau...
Day 1 I slowly came to consciousness lying face down in a puddle of salty, filthy water. I inhaled a little into my nose, making me cough violently and waking me up. I sat up, having no idea where I was. As I looked around, it hit me like a bolt, my recollection of the night before. I was sitting in a puddle of cold salt water in the left-hand stern corner...
1 The neon glare from St. Petersburg's Nevsky Prospect was the only light that shone in Sergei Arkedyvich's dim, spartan office. The gangster was seated in an armchair by the wide window, burning cigarette dangling from his meaty lips. He considered the liquid line over halfway down the vodka bottle before him, and regarded the paunchy man sitting across fr...
This chapter picks up with Rick and Cassie returning from their Canadian Thanksgiving vacation. Thanks to everyone who's been reading the story so far. Please remember to practice safe sex, unlike my fictional characters. I'll ask you again to forgive me for any typos or grammatical errors I missed. Please feel free to add comments at the end. Good or bad I...
This is a work of fiction. No real person is in this story. The inspiration for this story came from a trip I made to Scotland this year to visit that beautiful country and research some of my family background. My own forefathers fought at the Battle of Culloden, sadly, on the losing side. Notwithstanding that initial defeat, the warrior tradition runs deep...
Authors Note: I would like to thank a generous soul who edited my mess. I learned a lot about punctuation in the process. Thank you kind sir! ***** I looked out over the pool to a pristine beach not one hundred steps below the chlorinated water. To the left, I saw trees and a stone fence, to the right, more palm trees and the same stone fence. Both fences...