Kay and I had always fantasised about having some naughty fun in a sauna, and every time we went to a hotel that had a sauna, we never actually did anything because of the fear of getting caught. Steamy sauna fun was therefore confined to our bedroom pillow talk. The fantasies would always range from simple petting and kissing to full blown love making. Some...
4:30 A.M. "What a terrible time to get up," I thought as I slipped quietly out of bed, "but the best time to run." I quietly dressed in my shorts and T-shirt, then tip-toed out of the bedroom. No sense in waking Suzi up, it had been too hard for her to fall asleep last night. After my warm-ups and stretching, I was on the road, pounding out my five kilome...
Everybody exits Michaels jeep as they pulled up to the cinema plaza. Having rode with him because he has the biggest car. The men grabbed their girls hands and walked with them inside to find a pretty big crowd. Normally on Friday and Saturdays it stayed that way from opening to closing. But today was far more worst. "God, everybody in the city chose to co...
Anson turned the knob slightly and frowned at the locked door. He could see a dark shape through the heavy frosted glass. Professor Ingersol had given him an assignment that would be his last chance to pass the adult writing course he was taking to earn the credit needed to graduate that year. Failing would mean another full year of high school and endurin...
The next morning, Matilda's nether parts were still incredibly sore. The poor woman stumbled down to get her breakfast and then made her way back to her room. While Matilda had lost enough weight so that she didn't waddle anymore, her holes still stung enough that walking was uncomfortable. When she got back to her room, Matilda ate her cereal and then trie...
CHAPTER 1 Petra's spell Petra stares from his master's tower window, the highest in the castle as shocks rush through the wooden rafters where mice live. Dust knocks loose from the ceiling framework, catching light off Petra's glowing staff. Staring, crazed, his eyes peer out into the night. A single word slips from his mouth, "Bathemus..." Twenty yard...
Serial Payback gets WAY out of hand. An original story. Chapter 3 of 4. I know that I usually write story continuations, but there's been enough clamoring, comments and emails encouraging me to write my own, that I figured I'd offer up a few. I don't think the trolls will care one way or the other. I hope you enjoy this little story, and remember, it's o...
In the last month my life has undergone some big changes. The way I think about relationships and sex has been flipped upside down. Since going through this change has been such an exhilarating experience, I thought I might share it with some of the anonymous strangers out on the net. I'll start with some background so that you can better understand what h...
One thing that I've noticed over the years is that most of the girls can only really read one of my moods consistently. Take Nikki for instance, I don't have to say anything to her for her to know that I'm upset. She can tell just by the way I'm walking. Nikki is the only person in the world who would see me walking across the street and know by my shoulders...
(Author's Note: I know some of my readers have been curious as to when the next Enslaved to the Mob story comes out. I honestly don't know when it's coming. I'm absolutely shot on the story, with no idea what to do, or whether I should keep the story going. My muse and creative flow for it just isn't there. This is a project I'm working on to get me back int...