Your name is Nicholas Sweet. You're sometimes known as "Short" Sweet on account of your physique. In truth you're a couple inches shy of five feet tall and are unlikely to get any taller. In addition you're a little on the shrimpy side. You're scrawny, but somewhat athletic from a lot of running (usually to escape bullies and jerks who might like t...
It wasn't easy traveling on long trips away from my girlfriend, Jane. I didn't do well with not fucking every day. I rubbed my dick raw from jerking off but it was a terrible substitute to actual fucking. To make matters worse my girl absolutely refused to send me any nudes. I'd love something raunchy but would have settled for something tasteful. I begged h...
Lisa Bennet rode her horse smoothly and calmly across the desert sand, sleepily leaning her head against the neck of her horse. Her long, blonde hair fell to either side of her head, and her bright blue eyes could only be seen every now and then, for they were nodding off. Her average, but perfectly shaped breasts heaved slowly against her saddle, and her co...
You know, I think hammocks were invented by some diabolical trickster-god, one with a truly sadistic sense of humor. Every time I lie upon one the suspension rope breaks, or the anchor comes loose, and down I come, returning to the Earth which bore me with a sudden, sullen, but not to be understated thud. There's nothing like the feeling of being struck with...
I lay stark naked, half dreaming, half awake, as long silver streaks from shooting stars lit up the cool mid-night October sky. A drift of air from the snowy Blue Mountains to the north sent shivers down my body. It had been quite a bit of time since my fire had burnt out. Though I hated the thought of leaving my plush down mat, I needed more firewood; I wo...
The phone rang and Karen quickly reached to answer it without thinking about asking her two partners to be quiet. "Hello." "Hi honey, sorry for calling so late, but wanted to let you know I should be getting home around 9 am tomorrow." Karen started to talk, but then Jon said "I can't hear you Karen, it seems there is a lot of noise on this line." "Jon,...
Eleanor walked arm in arm with Kate, steering her around the painful brambles, keeping pace far back behind the dark figure of Ragnar. Shock didn't cover how Eleanor felt, Ragnar knew of her mother, was told stories of her father and mother's love by his mamma, Bjorn's younger sister, how her father Bjorn battled the Scot's best warriors for the right to mar...
Chapter 1: The Taxi I have traveled a lot from the time I was a little girl. When I went to college I began traveling alone and it did not take long for me to see my trips as erotic mini-journeys. Something about buses, taxis, trains and airplanes-the anonymity of it all-got me so hot. After my first experience, of which you will now learn, I began planni...
My last submission, "The Embezzler," was rather hastily submitted and while I thought it was well done, it apparently annoyed a lot of you because of the writing style I chose. Some of the emails I received were rather nasty and I hope you will forgive me. I believe you will enjoy this piece most of which really occurred. I didn't relate the twins names beca...
Three days later... Salina dropped her bags at the door as soon as she entered. It was a grueling day at the hospital and even her bones hurt. Also, she felt nauseated all day long. She had invited Mitch to dinner but he was so exhausted also that he declined. "Hi Mario," she greeted trying to infuse some life in her tone. "Salina?" Mario noticed how wa...