It was well after one when Philip, feeling surprisingly spry and alert, returned from his evening with Tim. As the night had progressed and the alcohol accumulated in his bloodstream, he felt a developing sympathy for the younger man. It wasn't difficult to understand his predicament; some rich guy was swooping in to dazzle his girlfriend and spirit her off...
This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters. * Mica and Melissa strolled into the main dining room of the Duck Key Club at exactly seven o'clock, followed by Billy and Dawn. Both girls were stunning...
Authors note: This is the first chapter in a story about a young woman who spends the summer before her semester abroad in Florence at the villa of her father's friend. The primary theme of this chapter focuses on exhibitionism and voyeurism. Later chapters will delve into bondage, group sex and much more. It was co-written with the author Distractionary, an...
"Come on, let's make a run for it," John yelled over the downpour of rain to his wife, Debbie. John had taken his wife golfing for the first time and now they were caught in the middle of a thunderstorm. After the next rumble, lightning flashed only a second later. "Shit," Debbie yelped, grabbing his hand so he could help pull her along. Soaking wet the...
Hi, my name is Lisa (yes, it's my real name) and I'm a school teacher living in the Atlanta, Georgia metropolitan area. As to whether I'm a "Southern Belle" or even a "Georgia Peach", I suppose you'd have to make that judgment. All that I'd say for now is that I've always considered myself to be a very typical southern girl. And yes, both my husband and I fo...
This is the twenty-second installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter XIII "…When the party's over…" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his n...
The moans of a mad man. That's what Josh said it sounded like. He wasn't meant to have heard it at all; not a sound. However, to my embarrassment and utter dismay, the walls had betrayed me and sold the sounds of our intimacy to the nearest bidder. Josh had not wanted to hear us, of course not. He looked at me with his usual soft complexion and admitted th...
First the warning: This is not a true transsexual story, but this category is the closest one to the subject matter, so here it is. The story contains trysexual concepts. Trysexual is a homemade word based on the old saying 'I'll try anything once', and I have extended it a fair way in this story. So if you don't like gay, anal, mild incest, restraint, tra...
I hope people enjoy this. People who post these stories are looking for many things. I just enjoy comments, and knowing people enjoy the story. * I would like to know, if you do Jack/Jill off that the stories help. If, as you are enjoying yourself, you peal another layer of the dark onion of desire in the back of your mind, and think to yourself "wow, if o...
The snowflakes were drifting beautifully to the street below as the workday wound down. I was grateful for the electric lights Mr. Thompson had had installed shortly before I had come to work in his office, for their warm glow was marvellous against the slate-grey afternoon sky outside. It was just one of a hundred delights I found in being a working woman i...