An announcement from the cockpit that the plane was about to land forced Misty out of her daydream. She had been fantasizing and gently stroking herself for the entire flight, stopping only to nibble at her food, and enjoy the freely flowing wine provided by the flight attendants. Given that ordinarily she was so reserved around other people about anything...
Misty looked at the house from the outside then at the ad she had printed off the computer. She took another look at the large two story house with the dark brown paneling. The black door and black mailbox clashed greatly with all the other white or brightly colored houses on the block. She couldn't help but think that this misfit house was the place where s...
Dear readers, Here is the next installment of The Book of Carnal. Let me know your thoughts, and enjoy. All rights reserved. Don't forget to vote! Ch 5a Jason was dreaming again. He stood at the top of his apartment complex. It was not very high, but still. He was looking around, trying to enjoy the view, but every passing second solidified his desi...
Their tour began at an old, classic hotel, right at the northern terminus of the famous Malecon. They walked, arm in arm, down the broad pedestrian thoroughfare. Shops, restaurants, and nightclubs occupied every building to their left, while the ocean waves crashed into the shore on their right. Her eyes taking in all that there was to see, Misty well unders...
In Search of the Final Freedom: An Erotic Socio-Political Novel Authors Note: My spouse and I have been had an open marriage for well over a decade and much of this novel is based on our experiences or those of our swinger friends. This chapter was inspired by several trips to Miami Beach. Our kids who were in early grade school at the time didn't...
The following is an absolutely true story, except that the names have been changed to protect the debaucherous. The story is probably too long, and I'm sure most readers will stop believing it at some point. Whatever -- I'm writing this for me anyway! And it is a damn good story, if I do say so. My name is Tim, I'm 42, and I've been fantasizing about advent...
Was It Real Or Was It A Dream? What had been a large eight-hour candle only a week ago sputtered crackling in it death throes. Misty and Geoff had picked out that candle and several others the last time he was home matching the colors perfectly to the bathroom's deep green and pretty pink décor. It was a passion for both them that everything in their home...
She saw the structure and stopped dead in her tracks. Misty looked up as it towered over the area with its metal shining in the night. She looked around as she needed a place to hide, only place was a door at the bottom of the structure. She ran to it and went into the building and locked the door behind her. Misty looked around the dimly lit area as she wal...
Valentina and Misty had rested, danced again, and were resting once again. They both were enjoying sipping their tequila, and Valentina was feeding chips to Misty as the girl knelt at her feet. One of the security guards touched Valentina's shoulder, and when he had her attention, gestured to a woman who was seeking to join them. Valentina nodded her head...
Part 6: A Party to Remember MICHELLE AND NICOLE MAKE A CAREER CHOICE After their tormentors were jailed, Michelle and Nicole felt relieved and happy for the first time in weeks. Whether from curiosity, respect or sympathy for their ordeal they became very popular around the USC campus. They were asked out often by women, mostly lesbians, and a few guys. S...