Authors note: Hello everyone. This is my entry into the National Nude Day contest. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you to Kate and Paul who were my sounding board and second set of eyes on this one. ~ellie. Ashton Hill Naked Sundays Chapter 1. Estelle Eastman grinned widely as the last of her charges left the classroom....
Author's Notes: 'Jack's Snow Day' is the fifth story in the saga of Jack Danner. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the backstory so it is highly recommended you read the previous stories in the following order: Jack's New JobJack's New PositionJack's Daily GrindJack's Wage Slavery Parts 1 & 2 All characters engaging in sexual relationship...
"Oh, damn, babe, that is so hot," Brad panted, his eyes fixed to the big-screen HDTV in their den. One arm was around his beautiful, nude wife, Cheryl, and his other hand was slowly stroking his erect cock. "Mmmmm, it does look inviting," Cheryl said breathily, tugging on one nipple as she lazily traced wet circles around her clit. They were seated on thei...
Note to readers. This story deals with a fetish which revolves around attractive women who smoke. Now before you go off half cocked claiming that's something no one is in to, do a simple search of the topic before you opine. There are many sites dedicated to this fetish and although smoking has become taboo in America as well as in other countries, the fetis...
Transsexualsim can be loosely translated as the right gender in the wrong body. This is a science fiction version of such an experience. It is classified in the science fiction section because it is a science fiction story, but it might fit as well within the transsexualism section to warn persons who would not enjoy transsexual stories to avoid reading this...
In the quiet, backwater system of Halderon IV, the old war horse had been put to pasture. She floated majestically in geostationary orbit over the gas giant that star maps called HV-16 and the locals called Lesvous. A bevy of smaller ships darted around the system, all of them hopelessly obsolete by modern standards, consigned to system defense duty and anti...
Well, this is it. This chapter is dedicated to all the readers who followed the series all the way through and kept me on my toes and offered great feedback. All of you made the series more special and fun to write. I'm not ending my writing career by any means but it was time to end JOA. Any closing feedback you might have is most appreciated. Ok, enough bl...
Prologue: Spring 1962 The room was quiet except for the occasional whimpering of the baby in his mother's arms. She continued to rock gently, all the while kissing him and whispering sweet things in his ear. Although the nurses tried every night to rock him to sleep, it was she who had the touch he wanted and needed. Exhausted and fighting sleep herself, s...
Hey Folks First off, thanks for all of the nice emails about the last story (Leave Her to Heaven). Even the people who thought the story was outside of their comfort zone found something nice to say. This one is more down to earth and firmly rooted in the real world. The only thing controversial about this one is the title. I originally wanted to call it Be...
Ezekiel Nicholls crossed the city limit line of the small Oregon town he swore he would never set foot in for the rest of his life, driving the same back roads in his Escalade that he had torn down astride his Harley in the opposite direction twenty years ago. The two-lane straight stretch of asphalt that cut through the fields that use to be dotted with cow...