Sunset Beach, on the North Shore of Oahu in the Hawaiian Islands, is home of the world famous Pipeline. The most talented, experienced surfers come from all over the planet to test themselves against its high rolling breakers. This beach also attracts surf bums, renegades and locals who like to party here. It's a wonderful swimming beach too; white coral sa...
Author Note - This is just part one. If the story gets attention I'd love to continue it. I LOVE feedback and I LOVE suggestions. I hope you all enjoy! ------ "Hey, so I'm going to be at Sarah's all night," Mitch said as he was walking out of the door, "Brian, it's Friday night. Get out and do something this time." "Man, I had class all day, it's been a...
"I'll see you tomorrow," Mary said. "Yeah, see you." Carmen watched the car speed away, hastened by Mary's libido no doubt, and sighed when she looked upon the miserable motel. Compared to Ashley's home, or any domicile with a modicum of care, it resembled a punishment. How could anyone sleep there? Let alone eat and relax. On the way to her room, she pass...
The rest of the train ride to Charleston was great. We enjoyed the company of Jake and Maria as we ate, got off at stops, talked in the club car, etc. Naturally the best of the ride was the time we spent together alone. Julie proved to be an imaginative as well as totally open lover. We fucked in as many places as we could on that train. We went back in...
--- *** Warning: This chapter has several sections which contain rape, violence and physical abuse as major parts of the story. If these things would bother you, please don't read this and wait for chapter 06, it will be along soon. However if you wish to understand all of my transition and what was behind the many hard decisions I made... then it becomes i...
"Oh my god!" My wife looked up over the muscular shoulder of the huge black guy nailing her on our bed. Her long tanned legs wrapped around v-shaped torso. "Hi honey. What are you doing home early?" "Kelli what the fuck's going on here?!" At that, the black guy turned and shot me a nasty glance. "What's it look like we doing, genius? I'm dicking your old...
Sometime after my little crew of friends and I discovered our shared interest in assorted fetish related activities it became apparent that to continue in a serious manner some organization was required. Accordingly it was decided to form a secret society which we christened The Wenches. Initially there were to be seven members: me, my best friends RaeAnn an...
It wasn't like I was prying, it was lunch break right? I usually go out to a local café, have a smoke and a couple of bacon rolls, but on this occasion I'd forgot my bloody fags and had to go back to the office for them. Opening my office door I heard this shuffle and a couple of grunts - who was there, bent proudly across my desk with Heather behind - yes...
Dear Shoeblossom: Do you get many letters from Jeff City, or from Missouri at all? Harmon, my husband tells me we are the "silent majority" and no one cares about us, until the Presidential elections come around. Then we're considered the conservatives, I suppose. Harmon and I were at one of those Tea Party Town Hall events, and I remember reading an edito...
(Thanks to Steven for his photos to illustrate my story! Thanks to Gioia Beil for posing! This story is written in the view of a husband whose wife falls victim to the infamous professor Royer and his mind-controlling device. Several readers have asked for this so I hope that it will meet their expectations. This is the first part, I am still designing the...