The exchange of partners was nearly complete. Sue and I had now spent a whole day together, full of adventure and sex, as had Richard and Les. On a clifftop we had shared many secrets and fantasies, and in this final chapter we acted them out. Part 5 – Secrets and anal sex It was now Wednesday morning and Sue and I were already well into our breakfast whe...
Note: I'm happy to present the third of seven chapters of this fantasy story. Many thanks to those who have read, voted, left comments or sent emails - your support, encouragement and feedback are appreciated. The fourth chapter should be out in a couple of weeks... The story contains fantasy violence. ***** "Ana is to the north," Gwen said, trying to fi...
Folks this story has been floating around my head for sometime. The story is rather but long but I hope you will take the time to read it. Thanks again for the time you take to read my stories. Jamie was in hiding. She had been the only eye witness to a high profile murder a few weeks ago. The police had put Jamie in protective custody until the trial but t...
"Damn, damn, damn," I muttered. The track of Hurricane "Grace" -- the seventh named storm of the year, had turned ninety-degrees and the track now took the eye of the Category Two storm directly into the east coast of Florida. "JIM," I screamed at my production assistant. He turned with a serious look on his face. "Get me set up again. We've got to do anoth...
He was chosen the moment I saw him on the street that hot summer night. Tall, dark and handsome to say the least, and a young thing, surely of age, but no more than 20, I guessed, a tender and succulent morsel for seasoned predator like me. The wet warmth and pulsing tingle I felt between my thighs told me he was the one. I followed him at a discreet distan...
Note to readers: This is a work of historical fiction. It contains what some may consider intense, violent or otherwise taboo subject matter. It is not an attempt to be historically accurate, nor to portray any specific culture or person from the past; but perhaps readers may find some scenes both familiar and enjoyable all the same. As always, thank you for...
So this section started to get really long. I decided to cut it in half while I finish it up because it was just taking too long to get to a more natural break in the story. I've thought for some time I need an editor. One of the biggest time sucks with this story is endless re-readings looking for typos and grammatical errors and every time I find a new o...
Larry found himself beginning to regret his spur of the moment decision to hop out of the moving carriage and lope along beside it. The long ride up the mountain road from the tiny village was wearing on his nerves, especially the incessant buffeting he was receiving in the creaking, driverless carriage the Count had sent down for him. He could never seem to...
Copyright 2004 hammingbyrd7 Chapter 1. Stacey awoke about two hours before dawn. All the frustration of the earlier night had disappeared and she found she could finally think clearly. She turned over and gazed at the young man sleeping by her side. "Oh, Stacey," she thought, "What were you thinking of? He was so embarrassed already, why did you have to st...
I have been a nudist for a long time and I visited nudist beach and resorts with my deceased husband regularly. I love the sea and I still go with friends of both sexes whenever I have the chance. I traveled a lot with friends as well as with my husband. After getting over the grieving and mourning state, I needed time alone and went on tours. I'm not alone...