Dear readers: You may be totally confused by this story. If you are please read the sequences leading up to Saturday Evening following Nude Monday. OUR FIRST NUDE BARBEQUE. The idea of barbequing in the nude thrilled, and amused, us all. After discussions in the kitchen it was agreed that Parlour Girl would have her outer nipple bars replaced by two loo...
Writer's notes: - I exorcise fucked-up thoughts/concepts by putting them down on (virtual) paper. - I usually save likable heroes/protagonists for writing I try to sell. - I had originally posted this as Erotic Couplings, but reading it again afterwards, it really belongs in Non-Consent/Reluctance, hence the re-submission. Read at your own discretion,...
Felicia Alice Baxter (née Carter) was not a happy camper. Almost from the date when Jed and Vera returned from the TLR orgy and started their torrid affair, Felicia had full knowledge of it. Her knowledge was not based on a surmise attributable to her woman's intuition. Nor was her awareness of the affair based on speculating the suspicious change of his hab...
This is my story. The story of my life and how I ended up here, in this place that I never thought I would be. But I am. All writers write what they know. And that is what I am and this is what I do. There is no great American novel in my future. I am not that inspired or that narcissistic. I have done my share of freelance work for some of the mid-level, b...
Author's Note: I had most of this chapter written weeks ago, and then in the Northeast, we lost power for days and the story, almost 8000 words at the time, was lost. I was so furious, I ignored one of my favorite loving, kinky, sexy couples. But it's time to get back to Darejani and Mickey, still on their honeymoon, and then when they get home. XXXXXXXXXXX...
Mike and Susan's hometown had been devastated by the recession. Their community's major industry, a manufacturing plant that had been the local economy's backbone for decades, simply couldn't survive the massive financial downturn. Then a wave of spring tornadoes had finished off what few businesses remained. Unemployment soared. Mike and Susan struggled ov...
With the thought in mind that maybe staying in the cold water for a few more minutes would be a real good idea I went back to my interrupted swim, alternating between freestyle, breaststroke, butterfly, and backstroke about every fourth or fifth turn. As my muscles burned through their meager stores of energy I slowed down and began working through a cool-do...
(c) 2012, Bbonz1 To the reader: Once again, there is little to no character development, except as it serves to help the story progress. There is lots of raunchy sex, vulgar talk and gratuitous violence. So, as always, if that's not your cup of tea, better just head to another story. Don't write me outraged comments. It won't help. * * * Tom supposed that...
First of all I want my readers to know that all of my stories were written for fun. So I hope that they are read for the same purpose. Please enjoy! * My friend Kerry calls midday on Friday and tells me that he would like to come over and hang out. But he has to work late tonight so he might not make it. After explaining that my wife has been talking about...
Thursday, August 24, 2000, 7:00 PM. The temperature stopped rising as the sun finally headed toward the west on another 100-degree day. Penny had fixed a light meal since it was still so hot. Then she showered and for her dinner attire put on the teal-blue teddy outfit that she had received that morning and waited for Mark, her husband, to get home. Mark...