It was Saturday night. I had been at this vacation house for 24 hours with my wife Amanda and her three closest friends. The purpose of the weekend was a 'trial' to decide if my wife's sister Nicole was 'guilty' of promoting my wife's lesbian infidelity with the other three girls, and deserved to be 'punished' as they had. The trial had come out in my favor...
Author's note: the following story is pure fiction, based solely on the seed of an idea planted by a chance conversation. Any semblance to real or imagined persons or world events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Angel Love for her editing to make this a better story. * It had just been two weeks ago that the armistice...
~~Natasha~~ It wasn't the first time Tash had been close to an explosion. Working for the Invictus, they had all sorts of toys for dealing with the Carthians. They weren't allowed to kill other vampires, lest they trigger a war, but sometimes blowing up a car, or a cellar, or even a whole building, was required to send a message. She was familiar with the k...
I apologize in advance for the lack of hard-core sex in this section. I didn't want to just throw in random stuff that the story didn't dictate. I want to shout out a round of thanks for the people who aided me in this, especially Misty F and Satinlover_mwf for their female perspective. Also thanks to Sterenn and Skye Stonesoul for their editing work. They a...
The Day Before The Fall Dance Rachel was terrific the week before the Fall Dance. We had two more dance practice sessions at school and the room was packed with students who wanted to learn more dance moves from her so they would look good on the dance floor. They were very impressed and surprised by how much Rachel knew about all the different dance steps...
Carl Joliet had been an avid film buff. It might have been one of the reasons he'd courted and married Jenny James: though she was a simple girl from a simple family she'd reminded him of Jayne Mansfield, and that, some people thought, was reason enough for him. They had been quite happy together, and in the fifth year of their marriage Jenny had given birth...
I married the girl across the street from me who I knew all my life. We were brought up together. I was a year older than she was and a year ahead of her in school. My name is Peter Benson and the girl across the street was Ellen Lettermen, now Benson. We use to play with each other all the time as we grew up. I guess there were a lot of times we had fights...
Devon Lane was a school teacher. She taught Special Education at the elementary level. She was good at her job. She managed her classroom well, managed her children's behaviors well. She handed in all her paperwork on time. She was enthusiastic and emphatic when in front of her students. Her students liked being in her class. She came up with fun activities...
"Save some punch for me...Mr. Policeman," came the throaty sexy growl from behind me. I turned quickly and bumped into the woman who had bent over me as I ladled out a cup of the orange jet fuel punch my friend Maxine doctored up for her annual Halloween party. After I stepped back to regain my balance, my eyes quickly took in the stunning woman before me....
"I don't like being around those people," said my wife, Jenny, looking out the window at our two black gardeners mowing the lawn. Jenny was wearing a short terry cloth robe and her curly brown hair was tousled prettily. I ran my eyes from her lean legs, up to her large breasts barely contained by her robe. My wife had just turned 30 which was 25 years my j...