Finishing her creamy soup with a flourish of tongue and lips, Carmen cleansed her palate with strong, black coffee. She would have added a slender cigar to her meal's finale, but as the cafe didn't allow bad habits, she was forced to satisfy her cravings with caffeine and the crowd. The pair always stimulated her imagination, and she leaned back in her booth...
Chapter One He weaved his way through the overgrown foliage almost by second nature. It was a path he'd trekked many times, although it had been almost six months since he'd last hiked it. With a mild winter, things still grew readily, and as a result, there were a lot of limbs that would need to be cut back on his next trip. But that was for another day. T...
Ben zapped the automatic garage door as he cycled up his drive to put his race bike away immediately since he desperately needed a shower. On crossing the threshold he spotted his new neighbour heading out for a jog or run dressed in a baggy grey tracksuit and noted how poor her running style was, a habit borne of his degree in sports science & therapy. He...
Foreword These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. I know from previous comments many readers have enjoyed that very aspect of it. Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others -- especially on this site - have caught me by surprise especially in their intens...
I met the twins at a New Year's Eve party about three months ago and my life has been a nonstop adventure since. The moment I arrived at the party the first thing that caught my eye was a stunning petite Latina girl about 5' tall with a body built to delight the eyes. The first view I was blessed with was from behind and I quickly noticed her beautiful long...
This is a story about a guy who likes to watch his wife sleep with other men, and written for couples who find that sort of thing erotic. It's a longer story and deals with all the conflicting emotions that come with the fantasy. Hope you enjoy it, and thanks for reading! The California sun had cleared the hill leading down to Bodega Bay, and I moved m...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison (ThanatopicFolds) my cool editors. If you spot any issues with grammar, it's because the editing came from Down Under where beer does flow and men chunder, so it's all good. Chapters 7&8 were supposed to be...
David was bone tired by the time he rounded the point and entered the harbor channel. It was 3:30 pm, but he had already put in an 11 hour day. He still needed to clean up the boat and bring his catch to the market before he could go home for a much needed nap. He looked at Sampson, snoozing on the fore-deck, with a little bit of envy. The old mastiff had th...
Dan loved 3-on-3 the best. It made his legs ache and his lungs burn, but it made him feel alive. "Ball! Ball! Ball! Ball! Ball! Ball! Ball!" he screamed ... an old habit ingrained from his nail-tough high school basketball coach to let his teammates know where the ball was located. Karey, the player Dan was guarding, was forced to take an ill-advised, off-...
Twenty-years may seem like a spell to be involved in a sport. It's not. My Dad gave me my first board when I was ten. It was magic, and I still have it. A bit dinged up, but still usable, if you've a small ten-year-old body frame. Back then I had dreams. One's involving podium stands, hot girls and global travel. I still dream, don't get me wrong, it's just...