Forward A middle aged couple from California, seeking a change in their lives, books a short vacation at the end of the summer season at a Montana guest ranch. While there, they not only enjoy the colorful scenery and ranching lifestyle, but get in touch with themselves again in an unusual manner featuring a volcanic hot tub in a remote hidden valley. Emm...
Will was in a strange trance-like state as he was led from the assessment room; he was told to put his trousers and shirt back on, he did so; he was told to go with the lady outside who had been summoned by bell-pull, he did so; he was told to strip again whilst overseen by three stern women in the bath-house, he did so. Will had not been imprisoned, but fel...
Chapter 10: The Yellow Rows of Taxis I awoke this morning feeling uneasy. My usual daily routines did nothing to steady the sudden jangle of nerves lying just beneath my composure. The warm weather of late summer had cooled, darkening as a storm stalled over the coast from northern Africa. Perhaps that was it. Perhaps it was the overcast skies. As I have b...
Regrets Copyright (c) 2020 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. ------------------ The following is a work of fiction and as such all characters mentioned herein are fictional and any resemblance to any persons living, dead or fictional is coincidental. All characters mentione...
"Oh Mr Smith, please, stop. There people on the bus might see us," gasped Anna. Her legs were spread and she was writhing in her seat. I had one hand on my steering wheel, and another hand up Anna's skirt and in her panties, stroking her clit as I was driving us back home. We had stopped at a traffic light and a bus was next to us. It had been three days...
This was the 70's. Gone was the hippie generation, the war in Vietnam was over and the country was in a gas crisis. Watergate was behind us, and people just wanted to make money. Money was always in style. I had just turned 18 a month before this story started to happen. To make money since I can remember, I mowed grass for neighbors. Every summer I had a s...
Mrs. Filmore looked at her watch. "Oh! I have to go," she said. "I'm late for an appointment." She gave my cock another squeeze and then stood up. I walked her to the sidewalk, ignoring the possibility that others could see the big wet spot on my pants. Gail was in a hurry, but she stopped to give me a good-bye hug. I kissed her on the cheek, then insisted...
Tears filled up in Jan's eyes as she sat in the waiting room thinking about the last night she had spent with her ex-husband, a little over two months ago. He beat his huge 13-inch cock against her face yelling, "come on bitch...suck it." "You know I can't take it all," she had pleaded with him. "Yeah, well I know a couple of other holes that can take...
"Oh god, thank you," she said after the orgasm had passed, then "Oh god," again when she realized that Horse wasn't stopping. "Turn her over on her knees," said Dunnell kneeling before her. Horse stopped eating her pussy and rolled her over onto her stomach. Katherine lifted herself up so that she was on all fours. Horse immediately attacked her pussy ag...
It was about five in the afternoon on Sunday when there was a knock on Tommy Owen's door. It was light, but quick and persistent. Though he first tried to ignore it, the exhausted but conscientious Freshman at last got up from his desk, where he was going over his science notes and trying not to think about the night before, to answer it. Though he still lo...