Savannah and Derek had been married for seven years. She was twenty-six, and he was thirty. It was the night of their anniversary, and Derek had no idea what was going to happen. He'd asked his wife if she wanted to go anywhere special for the night or the weekend, and she had said simply, "We'll stay home, and I'll make sure we go someplace very special."...
I slept on the couch that night after the big blow-out. We didn't have money for a hotel room or another apartment like you hear in other stories. I was only an E5, not an officer. I guess my pay was equivalent to a person making about $17 an hour with no overtime. My plan was to pack the next day and move onto the ship. Why go to a hotel when I have a bunk...
**The following is a messy fetish story. It contains mud, muck unwashed-ness and general grossness. So if that's not your thing skip it. If it is, keep going** * Savannah sighed as she got into the airport. It was deep in South America. She was looking to find some jungle ruins, explore go into the wilderness, all on her lonesome. However as she waited lon...
It was a sunny spring afternoon just before Memorial Day weekend and Savannah was thinking about her crush. She had met Steve several weeks prior while at a local bar she frequented after work. She instantly noticed his handsome rugged features, piercing dark blue eyes, brown shaggy hair and a scruffy short beard. She casually chatted with her favorite barte...
Led blindfolded and quivering into an unknown chamber of her host's mansion, Savannah began to have second thoughts (and third and fourth). What did she really know about this man? Except that he was enormously rich, handsome, and that they had shared one night of mind-blowing sex? It had been the next morning, her body pleasantly sated and feeling quite mel...
Author's Notes: This is a work of fiction, and perhaps even fantasy. There is some sex in the story, but not a lot, and it's certainly not a "stroke story." Maybe someday there will be Metzler Cell. The way science is progressing these days, it wouldn't surprise me. I was just imaging what I might do if I were Harry Zheng and I were in his place. I'll be int...
To all those who have voted and sent notes, thank you. I really appreciate the feedback. To the guy who's wife couldn't get through the story without giving him a bj, outstanding. That is the best compliment I could ever hope for. Be sure to return the favor. As for being the Steven King of erotica, that's pushing it a bit I'm sure but thanks anyway. Please...
Road Trip Journal VIII Escaping the blistering heat of a sunny California day, Savannah thankfully entered Frederick's of Hollywood. She strolled leisurely through the store, her mind occupied with the success of the series of meetings over the last few days. An ad agency in Beverly Hills had just signed on exclusively with her design firm, a contract that...
Her long black hair, which fell down her back in waves, contrasted dramatically with her sky blue eyes. She was a slim little thing at 5 feet 3 inches tall. Her breasts were full and young and her body untried and virginal at 18 years old. She lived in a world that was more like a kingdom and she its princess. She lived on a Georgian plantation in the year...
Author Note: The following story takes place on the same night, but different locations. Excerpts from different chapters have been included to help remind those following the series, of where all the players were last located. Thanks and enjoy. . .~ Red. Taken from Ch. 08 "In time Savannah. . .It all takes time." He kissed her deeply and then watched h...