Part 1 - the girls are mown The sun had been sweltering all day and even as the shadows lengthened there seemed no let up in the heat. Danielle had been waiting for what seemed hours for her friend. The sweat dripped down her, running from her neck into her dress and seemingly out again from below the hem. It was not really the same trickle, after all there...
Dear Reader: The basic plot of this story was suggested to me by a guy with the nom de plume of BT Tap. I created the characters and put them into the situations that he suggested. Neither of us had any idea of how to get the characters out of these situations. Obviously I have put some of my own ideas into the story. Thank you BT for your suggested plot....
"Which brings us back to your first point..." Jeremy began, taking the bread away from her and putting it to the side. Her eyes dilating, Stacy cut him off, "Imagine you're watching while I'm fucking Kevin here; how would that make you feel?" Whoa, that was defensive-offensive. The image of Stacy, naked and aroused, slowly sinking down onto his lap...His e...
Author's Note: This short piece is a little different from my other stories. I created it as backstory for something else on which I am working and decided to publish it. Look for more in the near future, as well as a much longer series about an older, much more experienced version of Kat, the main female character in this story. *************************...
Kate was an attractive woman. Lithe and relatively fit, she had taken part in combined cycling/running and swimming events locally and we had become socially close with her and her husband. Our kids were of similar ages and they were a part of the social group we would hang out with at weekends. We had even been away together as a group for long weekends and...
Slipping into Saturday *** This story is part two in a threesome of stories detailing a particularly interesting weekend for Damian and Sue. Each will be written from a different perspective. Hope you enjoy. ***** 1. Saturday - Early Morning Damian woke early. He rolled over and checked the bedside clock, 6.37am. Stretching out his left arm he felt Sue...
A Wind Shear is a story about a woman who is skating on the edge of insanity. It is the interplay between the conscious and the unconscious; between real life and a barely repressed fantasy life. Because the balance has become so precarious she finds herself helpless before fantasies that threaten to overwhelm her at any moment. Alarmed, she seeks help but o...
My fellow reader, Let me tell you about the most incredible erogenous zone both men and women share. It fuses your body with excitement, translating a simple sensory input into the prospect of pleasures to come: The view of body curve shaping layers of garment transformed into the place where you might linger your tongue on later. A scent that reawakens...
The scent in the air was wrong. It broke through my lazy sleepiness and pried my eyes open.. I focused, then smiled. Liam lay beside me, totally peaceful. Only the dark circles under his eyes betrayed his true stress and exhaustion. I sniffed again to confirm the unusual musky odour was emanating off my boyfriend. My smile widened as I figured it out. With s...
She never thought the date would end up as it did. They met online, as most single people tend to do these days. And after many a bad date with many strange and unusual men, she had to admit that she's enjoying his company more than anyone else. He was funny, witty, down to earth and honest. A rare find in this crazy world. Their first date went so well t...