Author's Note This story is based on my original erotic novella, Rhiana, from a series that I am now calling "Circle of Denial." If you enjoy this story and want to know more about the Circle of Denial, please read Rhiana, available at my member page. This story steps subtly outside of my comfort zone. I am not experienced in the field of desperation, but...
Author note: Cute winter tale about two lovely ladies on Christmas. I hope you all don't mind a Christmas story in the middle of July - I've been in the mood for carol singing lately (haha!). *** Part One: That's Not An Angel! The church was tiny and made up of old stone, inside it was quiet and held a brightly lit passage. What decorated the small span w...
Dillon was in heaven. His latest installment on his the porn company website founded with the owner of the strip club he bounced at had been a huge success. The college bimbo he had victimized had been a viral sensation. The buzz for his little company was starting to build. He was getting offers from promoters and venue owners to stage his next shoot at the...
PUSSY IN THE PARK Prelude or foreplay for trail fucking. Or "how'd you do that?" Many of you have never and will never walk a nature trail, especially nude or wearing very little. So you and the other city folks may not believe what you are about to read is even possible. Florida is a magical state in more ways than it's amusement parks and adventure lands...
"What are we going to do with you? I mean, seriously, what are we going to do with you?!" said my mom. I sat on the living room couch, facing my dad, who was sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. Mom was pacing back and forth between us. Dad lifted his head up. "There's nothing we CAN do. She's an adult, she can make her own choices. She made the...
When Sunday raised its head, the girl was excited and full of ideas for exhibiting herself, for she thought that she had become an exhibitionist. But should she plan such things? Friday evening on the museum steps and Saturday afternoon at the launderette had just randomly happened. Would planning these events make them work? No! She couldn't plan it, but sh...
I had a boyfriend for a short time, but he dumped me for some eighteen-year-old that had just graduated from high school. Kelli didn't want me to spend my summer vacation moping around, so she invited me to play tennis. Neither one of us was a very good tennis player, but she explained that prancing around in a little tennis skirt would make me feel better....
It had been a week since our encounter by the river and I had been able to think of little else. I had dedicated every free moment to finding a location suitable for our next adventure and I had finally made up my mind. As soon as I sat in the car, wearing the same easy access clothes as I have worn a week earlier, he knew. I watched as a grin crept over h...
My sincere apologies for being away for so long, but rest assured I have not stopped playing. I've just been missing somebody very special. And now that I've found myself again in all that's been happening I think it's time to share. So let's play, shall we? By now you should know that my favorite place to have an adventure is outside. Even if it is ju...
In the bay side suburb of her childhood, Matilda sat quietly in the knee length grass. It was one of the few parks left now, especially since the transit system had been upgraded and people who once lived and worked in the city began to commute from the outer suburbs to the daily grind of their office jobs. Matilda plucked a blade of grass and, shredding it...