Chapter 1 Beaten and bleeding profusely, Drystan Boland was left to die on the roadside. His two attackers who swooped into his remote campsite at night, took everything: his camping gear, his Jeep and even stripped him down to his underpants. Regaining consciousness, he lurched along the rise to the country roadside and fell back into unconsciousness....
Disclaimer: All sexual activity depicted herein is between fictional characters over the age of 18. ~~~~~ It felt like any other Tuesday, when I left for work, kissing my wife Carol goodbye. Work was productive and I actually got my inbox cleared early for a change. Leaving the office at 6 instead of 8 felt like a victory. I wanted to surprise my wife, may...
The Art Of Seduction-Corrupting couples All the stories in the Art Of Seduction series are based on the true experiences of my husband and I. These stories can be read in the order of publication. Which is the chronological order of events as we experienced them. Or they can be read as individual stand alone stories. ***** Friday night 7:00 PM John slowl...
Both women were rather giggly as Kim opened the bottle of Merlot. They'd already had three glasses each at the restaurant, and were both eager to add to the buzz now that they were back at Shannon's house. Getting drunk over a Wednesday lunch was not something they did, ever, but today they'd each agreed it would be best if they were a little, if not very, d...
Shannon was the type of girl everyone noticed. Professor Reynolds had certainly noticed her from the first time she'd stepped into his 8:30 am computer applications class – as did every other male in his class. He'd spent this first half of their semester together watching her awkward classmates come over and ask her for help with their assignments or do any...
Please read A Serendipitous Weekend before reading this for batter appreciation of this story Kyle returned home and told Shannon about the Serendipitous Weekend he had with Jit. Rather than being angry, she was jealous. There was no anger among them on these matters, as long as they did not keep it hidden from each other, as long they shared their experien...
We washed the dinner dishes and then went into the living room to catch up with our homework. Shannon sat on the couch and I sat in our only easy chair. We opened our textbooks and started reading. Shannon and I were seniors at college. We met four years ago when we both signed up for Advanced Sex Education as freshmen. The first day of class the two associ...
Authors Note Note that there are a few music lyrics embedded in the story. Hopefully that is still clear if the formatting does not transfer from Word. Day 4 Shannon woke up after a long night of tossing and turning. Her brother's hand was curled around yet another morning hardon. "Really, you didn't get enough last night?" She admonished it. She got up q...
My name is Rick Dean but online I use the alias of Foxy Mulder. The X-Files has long been one of my favorite TV shows, however, the "Y" was added by a friend who wanted to set me apart from my television counterpart, thus Fox Mulder (on the net) became "Foxy Mulder". My hometown is Louisville, Kentucky in the United States in a wonderful 'burb of the city k...
"If you liked your outfit, I have more in the top drawer." George said pointing to the dresser. "Sorry, I neglected to get anything to wear to bed." Shannon untied and pulled off the black sheer snippet of cloth and went over and carried it to the dresser. She felt suddenly naked, which made her laugh realizing it hadn't really covered anything. She opened...