For Robijay There's only one place to stay round here, a taverna with rooms above. The taverna – the whole village – is set among sweet chestnut trees that rustle in the breezes that blow off the Mediterranean, and often you can hear the distant, clopping tinkle of goat-bells drifting from the mountainside. It's late afternoon as I pick my way down a rocky...
-= Chapter 2 - Self Directed Assets =- When Cyndi got home from work that afternoon she found a message on the answering machine that Reg wouldn't be home until after six. One of the advantages of going into work early was that Cyndi got home early every afternoon. She'd originally shifted her schedule when her family was younger, but now enjoyed having som...
Sammy had heard about the gallery from a friend of a friend, who had heard from someone else, and so on. In the end, she googled the name, and went to visit that Saturday. It was a small place in what looked like it was once a warehouse. Unfortunately, when she got there, the lights were off and the door was locked. As she was getting back into her car she h...
Daily routine The night passes as before, twice she is fucked, by complete strangers, one of them up her arse. Every day starts with the same routine. In the morning, after showering and going to the toilet, there is exercise, and then a fucking. In the afternoon there are sometimes dancing lessons, where they are taught the traditional dances of the Guff,...
Six weeks later Autumn's threat behind summer's promise has turned into winter's shadow on the door. The sky is gray and will stay that way, except for a few bone-chillingly cold days that seem to bring the sun with them, until about April. The running-sap horniness of summer has settled somewhat, replaced by the occasional gut level desire for the warmth o...
[ Note: This is the third in a multi-part story series. Each installment can stand alone, but to start at the beginning, read: Erin Ch. 1 – Female led Relationship. Followed by: Erin Ch. 2 - Female Led Marriage JQGraves ] ******** Erin and I celebrated our second anniversary enjoying the outdoor attractions where we live. We spent the day riding the gond...
Author's Note: Story Idea from sirhugs thread, 'Power Failure' in the Story Ideas forum. Dialog inspired from a scene from the television show The Wire. All characters over the age of 18. Enjoy. ------------- Spring in North Texas is an adventure. The flow of warm moist air flowing up from the Gulf of Mexico colliding against moving cold fronts sweeping d...
Authors Note Please be aware that while this series of stories will get VERY dirty/kinky, some chapters will be milder than others. The specifics of each chapter will be listed in the preface so that you will know what the story contains. Constructive comments are always welcome, especially from women as I'm always curious if I've captured anything that mig...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * Ralph collects his last pair of panties, Valentine's Day panties, to complete his collection. Ralph collects panties. Of course, even though he knew that panties could be a fetish for some men, he assured himself that it wasn't a fetish for him. He never thought he had a panty fetish, that is, until...
Claire was reluctant to get out of the cab, even after she'd checked the address on the door against what Eric had written on the card in her hand. The place wasn't what she'd expected, not a trendy boutique or high-fashion shop at all. It was deliberately, almost negligently understated, totally bare of any advertising among the exclusive little restaurants...