Chapter 10: A Discovery in the attic and a letter We dashed upstairs to change into clothes appropriate for a Sunday morning. Paige removed the short robe and reached for her panties, but I was too quick for her. "Brian, we can't." I rubbed her warm tummy from behind, letting her feel my cock poke through the front of my shorts. "You excite me." "Brian...
I'd always wondered why certain women became groupies though I suppose I should have known all along. After all the first part of the word "groupie" is group--as in group sex. My best friend was a groupie for the Boston Red Sox, and, after meeting them, I can see why. Those guys really know how to handle a thick piece of wood--and I don't mean just the one t...
It's a beautiful warm sunny day in the middle of summer, I'm floating about my kitchen, waiting for the cookies to cool enough to put in the picnic basket and for you to come and collect me. I'm wearing a short denim skirt and a white summer shirt, with sleeves that finished just below the elbow and the top few buttons undone. My nipples are visible through...
After my previous accidental exposures I had to admit at least to myself that I really enjoyed showing my body off to people. Now boyfriend less I could at least explore this new side of me without worrying about what a man might think. As I lay in bed I carefully considered my next move. After all I couldn't just wait for another wasp or turn up at friends...
CHAPTER TWO: THE GIRL IN THE CELLAR The report of the autopsy flashes onto my laptop screen. Even though the body is suspected to be that of the man who had held me captive for ransom, the police are still keeping mum on the details of the case. Because of my position as a public defender, a lot of people in the criminal justice system owe me. I have called...
Chapter 1 - Field trip It was just a regular morning. Bernard woke up at 6:00 and grabbed his morning coffee. He had put the machine next to the bed a long time ago since he preferred his coffee right away to get the day started. After a morning shower and some breakfast he was soon on his way. Say what you want about Bernard but he liked being on time. It...
My pretty wife, Valerie, is a 35 year old, tall, shapely, strawberry blond with large, full breasts, and long legs. She's a sexy fun loving gal and we had often talked about doing something sexually adventurous like a swing club or something, but it was always that, just talk... One day I invited Tyrone, the bass player in the band, to chill in our hot tub...
You open the door and step in. The space is dark except for the bare light bulb hanging in the middle of it. This is your target, your stage. Nobody has told you this but you feel it. Instinct tells you there is safety in the light and in the darkness you feel you must reach it. As you move across the space your heels click on the floor. They are pencil thin...
This is an offshoot of Bitsy's story involving her sister, Kaitlyn/Katya, the wife of Count Dracula (from the dinner scene) who disappeared ten years ago. I wrote this before I wrote the piece that mentioned her disappearance, and I'm posting it now as I ruminate over the next chapter (with that piece included). I'm placing it in the nonhuman category becaus...
WORDS: 1700+ DIALOG: Uber Minimal, only in the afterglow BUILD-UP: Minimal: Dives Right In NARRATION: 3rd Person (She/Her He/Him They/Their/Them) -- Lane Stayley's unique vocals charmed out a smooth melody in his rough tone, alongside the lead guitarist Jerry Cantrell who strummed out a mean rift, greeting her ears as Ruby strode through the front door....