This is a work of fiction. All characters indulging in sexual activities in this story are well above the age of consent. All sexual activities are consensual. ****************************** Meeting ****** "Agni?" I froze. A thousand thoughts passed through my head all at once. I recognised that voice. I was hearing it after eight long years, yet I knew...
Chapter 1 Moonlight beaming through the open window informed Lola Hunt (33) that she was in her bed on a fine night, but what had interrupted her sleep? A gunshot nearby sounded. Lola sighed, thinking it would be some poor sod, with or without pals, attempting to steal one of retired farmer Fred Brown's goats tethered on his lawns in suburbia to keep th...
This is an amended 3rd part of my memories of the sexual awakening of my wife Anita some 30 years ago. As one of my critics observed I rather rushed through the original ending, mainly because I had some important work issues coming up and needed to get the story finished. I have therefore now taken the time to record what happened in greater detail which I...
This is a story of fiction. Any similarity to persons alive or dead and to institutions is coincidental. My thanks to Erik Thread for his invaluable advice. * CHAPTER ONE Many people had heard of Toni Berwick. She was the new sensation of the Ballet, a young dancer in the classic mode who was thrilling the critics with her poise and skills. Even I had h...
I've leveraged the Hemingway canon for a few of my stories. And A Farewell to Arms is the only one left now. That is the definitive war novel; as iconic as The Red Badge of Courage. I was hesitant to try to cover it because we don't fight wars like that anymore. But my pal Richard Gerald talked me into at least looking at it. And in the end I saw that the...
Sorry for the long wait on this one. To be honest I didn't think I had a part two in me. Guess I was wrong. Hope you like the story. Thanks Lostindavoid ***** Chapter One Wishing For Wings He judged the distance from his hotel balcony to the one adjacent to his. He stretched his arm out as far as he could but even with his longish limbs he couldn't touch...
This is the current "Endcap" of The Shack series so far. Or at least a landing on the stairwell. It will not be the last Tale from the Shack. There are many more to be written. It could stand alone, I suppose, but it really should be read after Gun Gun Teddy Bear, Blue Topaz Eyes CH1 and CH2 (Emma's Tale), Shameless, Monster, Pogo and Spooky, and Pogo's Very...
Bethany lay on my left, Naomi on my right; both were dozing, nude, but I lay mostly awake. It wasn't any one thing that kept me up - I just didn't really sleep well at all in those years; even after the awkward and intense threesome we'd just had while crammed in this tight little spot. My thoughts went to my children not there with me - both those still in...
Standing on the edge of the cliff looking out to sea, I watched in the distance, the silhouette of an oil tanker going out to sea. Putting a hand on either side of my hips then taking a deep breath of clean air at the same time listening to the ocean crash on the rocks below. Kneeling down I scooped a handful of dirt then bringing it up to my nose smelling t...
AUTHORS NOTE: As I approach my 500th story submission which will be my final one, I thought back to all the times that I had sex while partially clothed. I decided to write about those experiences as I found those times to be risky, thrilling and exciting. The thought of being discovered by other people while having partially clothed sex added to the excitem...