(There is a basis of truth in everything that happens in this story, the previous one and the one following.) ********************** In our previous story, Becky and I had gone to a swinger's club in New Orleans. After a few shots to tequila, Becky had gone to a private room with Trevor, who has a fetish for BBW's. Trevor had the best sex of his life that...
There are not many things that would get me up so early on a Saturday morning, but there I was watching the sun rise from East Beach. I must admit that I spent the last two Earth Day Celebrations sacked out for most of the day after a night of heavy consumption. But just the thought of catching a glimpse of Madeline Hannah Waller giving a speech on the local...
Vic felt across the bed and found an empty space, his brain tried to compute the situation, it was dark, it was quiet and it was lonely. He sat up and ran his hands through his hair, yawning he sat forward and stretched his arms above his head then leaned back again. "Bollocks, he mumbled and pulled the duvet aside, swung his legs out of bed and stood....
[Author's note] I'd like to open this story by fully acknowledging the somewhat outlandish premise. I spent several days trying to figure out how to tell this story without changing from the first person narrative of the previous two. As with the others, this is a continuation of the adventures of Nick and Michelle, so I wanted to stay with the same narratio...
As Debbi was steering her car down the street past the firehouse, she saw her friends Davie and Tom standing on the apron of the station talking to another guy. When Dave recognized the vehicle and waved to her, Debbi pulled over to the curb. He left the other two men, and when he reached the car he leaned down to say hello and was greeted by a female passen...
Chapter One Kate and I had been touring with Carol and Doyle for years. They lived in Seattle, we lived in San Jose. We would see them two or three times a year mostly for a motorcycle tour. While we often shared a motel room while on the road, there was never a hint of shared sex on those trips. We were very close friends, but whatever private fantasies we...
Despite the darkness, she found the address he had given her, and parked beside his truck. He had picked a secluded site, lots of trees and no visible neighbours. Perfect for what he had in mind. The cabin was dark. He was waiting for her, sitting on the picnic table, bathed in the glow from the campfire. He wondered if she'd worn underwear under the knee l...
Many people would describe her as just an average housewife. Her name was April Miller and she was 33 and had been married for 12 years. Her husband was 39 and they had an eleven yr old son. Her husband had a good job so even though she had worked in the past she didn't need to at the present time. They lived in the suburbs in an average middle class neighbo...
The instructions were received and understood. There was no choice but accept the next challenge. Each had been allusive as to meaning, and this was no exception, though more dangerous. Mister Smith had reminded her to use all that she had learnt so far about herself and others. Good advice if she could just work out what that was. Walking into the exclusiv...
My watch alarm goes off on the bedside table, and I halfheartedly glance over. It's the very same alarm that woke me up the very first time I fucked my master, before he was my master. Sometimes when I look at it in the early morning, it takes me back to that camp in southern Ohio, 3:55 a.m., shaking off my nerves as I went to go meet Cole. But that's not q...