The sun wheeled across the sky in its blazing chariot high above sleeping, bare bodies of Danica and Cale, making its way towards late afternoon. Warmth enveloped them, despite the lateness of the season, and the bard, with one arm curled beneath his head, the other draped across the young woman's side, shifted a little in his slumber. Wakefulness had left h...
Author's Notes : I'd like to take this opportunity to thank anyone that has taken the time to email me personally, comment on my stories or simply read them! It's greatly appreciated and is one of the main reasons I keep attempting to write something I hope you'll enjoy. * Louise's sparking light hazel eyes failed to hide her excitement. She'd been sat at...
Everyone depicted in a sex scene in this story is at least 18 years of age. * I freely admit that I was on the prowl. New to town, fully immersed in my new job and needing a release from the pent-up pressures making good at it from the start brought on. Sexual release, that is. Accordingly, my attire that night blended with that need. I wore a light cot...
As always thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526, the story would not be the same without her input. These are recurring characters but the stories are not in any particular order. I hope you enjoy them. Comments and voting is highly encouraged. The room was dark and quiet, only the soft white noise of the ceiling fan was audible. Fiona awoke with a gasp....
As I drove into the parking lot, and noticed the tricked out 1950s low-riders, and the young, tattooed flesh, I immediately felt hot and foolish. My only friend who had an interest in this scene was out-of-town. No one else was crazy enough to come with me. I was totally alone. There was no one my age in sight. Apparently, all I would have in common with th...
After Master was finished with me on the picnic table we went down to the lake for a refreshing dip in the lake. The cool water on the tender skin felt wonderful, a welcome contrast to baking in the sun. I grabbed one of the air mattresses to relax and bob on the water. Master felt it necessary to tether my ankle to the dock as to not float away. Perhaps a g...
In this story, a mentally-challenged person is taken advantage of. This is completely a work of fiction and means no disrespect to anybody with any kind of disability. I strongly advocate that no person, healthy or otherwise, should ever be taken advantage of. ***** In the 19th century, Mark Baker might have been flogged out of New York as the village idio...
If you read this, I implore you to vote. If you read anything you should vote, to offer the author feedback. Authors like that kinda thing. So pleasure, vote. For the authors... *********************** It was Thursday night, and Paul sat alone in his dorm room. Can of coke on the stand next to his bed, biography of Otto von Bismarck in his hands, and a pen...
The darkness enveloped her car like a thick, black fog. Her headlights only illuminated about ten feet ahead of her and that was even with the brights on. She watched the white line on the right to keep her following the curvy country road. Lisa was going out to see him, her boyfriend, or was he her lover? Both names fit, but at the same time they really did...
Sandy was standing in her bra and panties brushing out her silky, blonde hair with long even strokes. She had lost count on how many strokes she had applied so far, and smiled nervously at herself in the mirror. She was getting dolled up for a special treat this evening. Her friend, Graham, had called her earlier in the week and told her to reserve a spot i...