It's the middle of August and already my son of a bitch husband has started his annual pilgrimage to his "man cave" to watch football. It doesn't matter if it's college or the pros Barry just can't get enough. From now until the middle of January I'll be a football widow and he'll forget that I even exist. Pre season means Thursday night games of the loc...
Hey everyone this is my first story I've submitted and will hopefully be making a series out of it. Since I'm new I would LOVE to get some feedback on ways that I could improve as well as what I'm doing right. Outright Flames are fine too as long as they have something constructive in them :D Anyway Onto the story, enjoy. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-...
Rose de Saint Clair at the age of 24 had already learned a few valuable lessons most of us would never have the chance to learn. More importantly, she had learned how to survive in a world that was more dangerous than anyone could imagine, unless they decided to believe books and movies and be labeled lunatics by the rest of the mortals. Treachery was ever...
It was February 1976. Cindy and I were charging down I-75 escaping an Indianapolis winter for a week of warmth and distraction in Orlando. Two years earlier the government had chopped the speed limit from 70 MPH down to 55, the dreaded double nickel. We were working our Fuzzbuster and CB radio to avoid Smokey and shave as much time as we could off the trip....
Faye surveyed herself in the full-length mirror in the dressing room. Her ebony hair was arranged into a ballerina's knot with wispy curls framing her face. Her dress was pale lavender, full length with a fitted bodice, and flaring skirt. The bodice, with its sewn in bra, showed the full mounds of her breasts to advantage, accenting their round fullness. "We...
It was my fortieth birthday and I'd wanted something impractical, frivolous and feminine: a talisman against old age. But what I got was something quite the opposite... * "It's very nice." I tried not to let the disappointment show in my voice. "How thoughtfully practical of you, Don." I know I should have been thrilled with any kind of birthday present....
I have always been inspired romantically by the English gardens made famous by both their beauty and tranquility. Nobility, it seemed, always had at least two or three of them, centered with beautiful statuettes and water fountains. There is no better place to both relax and reflect than among nature in its finest, trimmed and manipulated by man’s imaginatio...
Here goes my second attempt at a story. It took me a while to gain the courage to write again, because some of the first comments were harsh and critical. That's fine I have thick skin, but since these stories actually happened and aren't being made up it took me a while to decide to open up again. Once again, ALL CHARACTERS ARE ASSUMED TO BE 18 and names ha...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my st...
I'd just checked into my room at the mountaintop resort where the conference was being held. As I pulled back the curtains to enjoy the view, a man on the next balcony waved to get my attention. When I opened the window he explained that they were locked out of their room. I called the front desk and the clerk laughed, "Happens all the time". The desk clerk...