Peter I was walking to my appointment with Ola, giggling at the thought of how surprised he would be. This week I had much more interesting things to talk about than how dull and meaningless my life was. And this once I did not know what he would say and what he would think. I was humming the goofy sitar-theme of "Winds of Change" (Animals), since this time...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This never happened! It is purely a fic of my warped dreams. --------------- PRESENT DAY "Is there anything I can get you? Something to drink, perhaps?" asks the overly perky stewardess with a thick British accent. "No." I snap at her without even looking up. Yes, I know it's rude, but I don't give a rat's ass. For over an hour I've been...
Jim awoke with a start and tried to focus on the bedside alarm clock that was blinking 6:00 A.M. in horrible, green, large neon numbers. He realized two things immediately. 1) A warm thigh and arm was draped over his back and upper thigh, and 2) an empty bottle of very good Vodka, along with two glasses, were sitting on the night table beside the bed. He t...
A Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi ****** If this is your first time reading this story we strongly suggest going back and reading the earlier chapters so you know what's brought us to this point. ***** Clarissa woke on Monday morning excited by what the next few days would provide if everything went her way; she w...
Yes, it was anger. Lashing out with her feet, the girl attempted to kick her captors as they dragged her back to their spot on the deserted beach. But they merely laughed and held her more tightly, moving easily out of range. She even tried biting the hands gripping her wrists, but the older man simply grabbed her shoulder-length brown hair and pulled her...
In the late nineties Jacki May Cotter began working as school Nurse at Mount Hope Catholic High School For Boys in Woodbridge, Michigan. It was a small private school with a strong academic standing and a well-funded sports program. Football, swimming, and gymnastics being their leaders. It was not unusual for women to hold teaching, administrative, and staf...
Greetings, folks. My name is James Tomasi Bjorn. A tall, good-looking, golden brown-skinned and green-eyed man of African-American and Swedish descent. I'm currently touring North America, and like many young men, I'm looking for adventure. What kind of adventures? Well, that's what this story is all about, folks. I lead the kind of life other people can onl...
My wife Megan and I have been busy the last few years starting our family. Now that our brood are all at least a few years old, Megan is ready to head back to work. We have debated how to handle the child care. We rule out sending them to daycare, too expensive and too impersonal. We've thought about both working part time and splitting the childcare between...
*This story has been uploaded to other sites in swedish. As that implies, I'm not a native speaker and the story takes place in Sweden during the 19:th century, which was a time when many swedes left the country for looking for better opportunities. I hope the foreign setting doesn't obstruct too much. I have quite a lot of material for the main branch of th...
Swedish Erotica Film Critics Club Chapter 01 - Swedish Erotica Club Midway City CA - Apr 1, 1983 What happens after school's out, stays out of school. Erotic Couplings, First Time, Novels and Novellas, Romance, Exhibitionist and Voyeur Copyright 2019 -- StretchTacos All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this story or portions thereof in...