The only sound was the rain swishing against the windscreen as Joe Taylor tooled the old Ford through the wet streets. His wife, Miranda sat beside him silently. They both were quietly contemplating the night ahead. Joe stole a glance over at her; he had never seen her dressed the way she was now and he felt the hackles rise on the back of his neck as he kne...
The following story is based somewhat on reality and somewhat on fantasy. The main character is based on my wife and I plan to write additional stories in this series. It’s much softer than my earlier works, so I’m curious to know what people think of the story. If your inclined to vote and send comments, please do. Thanks and I hope you enjoy! ***** The w...
Cat was waiting in the dressing room to shower with me, excited and full of questions about the humiliating episode in Kent's office. I described the sensation of having an obviously inexperienced and disrespectful examination of my genitals by the adolescent young man. She listened in amazement. There was only one acceptable part of the encounter which had...
This was going to be a disaster. It was 3 weeks to the end of term, which meant just over two weeks until the end of term production & at this rate she reckoned she needed two months. Sarah taught English & drama at a local college & loved her job, although knew that the subject was often seen as a soft option for students looking to fill their timetable &...
It was difficult keeping track of the days; but this trip to the Minnesota bush was proving more interesting by the hour and I never expected a group of students, especially the three girls, Colleen, Jennie and our little slut, Alberta, to be so sexually thirsty. Though the education component of this geology course had some significance, it was the sexual i...
I was a freshman in college when I happily discovered sex and black boys. One summer, a foolish but tasty indiscretion was captured on video, and it changed my life. You see . . . that hot interracial video went viral, and that's when the shit hit the fan. ******************************************* My first year or two in college, I was always the cen...
It had been a long time since I'd been alone in the woods...too long. I had a bunch of leave saved that I had to use, and work had been pretty hectic with lots of meetings, paperwork and overseas trips. I decided to do some solo hiking to get away from a world of assholes, bureaucrats and paperwork. I unpacked and checked my gear, replaced what was old an...
This is a true recollection of my first encounter with Louise, events that occurred a few years ago, they are my treasured memories and thoughts, so true in fact that I still tingle when I think about them. It was at a friend's party when I first came across this girl. I call her a girl because she wouldn't have even been in her twenties, she was not yet a...
"What's this story called?" Karen asked staring up above her at the title. "A Walk in the Woods." A deep frown pulls at the caramel hued beauty's lips. "That title is so ambiguous that I can only hope that whatever you have planned doesn't involve wolves." "Actually I had bears in mind. It seems like whenever you read a bestiality story its dogs of some sor...
NOTE: The following essay was sent to the author via OuijaMail, a new mobile app that promises to be the next Instagram. Its proprietary technology allows correspondence between contemporary authors and historical figures. The sender of this essay claims to be Samson, a legendary barbarian warrior from the Middle Ages. According to an unpublished essay by Jo...