Tatsu Island The gentle ocean waves made their way ashore, stroking across the beach like a lover's caress and washing away the recently made footsteps from the sand. The cries of the seagulls echoed through the air, and several of them landed on the beach to feast upon an unfortunate fish that had been washed ashore by the tide. One by one, the birds used...
In the Indian summer days, time slips away on the screen porch like a comforting dream. He sits alone in the enveloping darkness, a single pillar candle in the center of the long table casting shadows on a good bottle of a Rhone red and a half-full glass nearby. One of his favorite albums bleeds out of the wireless speakers, the melody adrift on the gentle b...
He turned back to the sink and began to wash his hands, and I realized that he needed to do so after getting himself stowed away and before returning to the kitchen. For that matter, I needed to wash mine. He was quiet for a moment, lost in thought, then he spoke. "Did you see the signs, where you came into town?" "Uh, no, I wasn't paying too much attentio...
Thanks to all who continue to send feedback and critique, both positive and negative. Your opinions and ideas are seriously considered and evaluated, and I like to think a few have even given me an interesting look into the human psyche. In response to a couple of comments at the end of chapter 17 regarding the speed at which things happen or don't happen, y...
Natalie's gifts were hidden in an unused pair of riding boots in the back of Gwen's closet as soon as the red-eyed woman got home. She examined the lifelike black dildo for some time, absentmindedly stroking it as she marveled at how the maker's attention to detail made it look and feel like a darker, supersized, version of her husband's manhood. The weight...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. Als...
This is the penultimate chapter of the story. I will probably take a short break after chapter 12 and work on a few shorter stories in the Britnee 'universe". ***** Britnee sat on Dr. Ritter's exam table clad only in a small hospital gown. She was bored and tired of waiting. She looked around and hummed quietly to herself, wondering if the procedure was go...
Schloss Ritter Rittersberg, Germany Gabriel Knight woke up in a cold sweat, his breath rasping through his lungs. He closed his eyes and willed himself to calm down, to slow the racing of his heart. After several minutes of meditation, he shifted restlessly in his bed, disturbed by his recent dream. * * * The room was cold and dark as he stirred, his br...
Beauty of woman can only be seen through the eyes of affection. For those that seek to enjoy life, and seek not to destroy it. The woman possesses a sense of beauty that can only be defined through the gift of faith and love. No matter how beautiful or ugly a woman can be, there are always going to be those who find her ugly, and those who find her attractiv...
(This story takes place in a fictional world with fictional people. Any similarities to people or things in the world we actually live in is coincidental.) It was late afternoon when Natalie pulled the SUV back out on the main road to begin the three hour trip home. Gwen had reminded Barry several times to let her know as soon as the photos were ready while...