© 2003 by Thrillerauthor Sandy Lane glanced at his Rip Curl watch as he paddled back towards the lineup. Less then twenty seconds remaining in his heat. Sandy had one good wave under his belt, but unless he nailed another one, there was no way he was going to make it into the finals. He glanced over his right shoulder, and at first he couldn't believe wha...
[I'm still uninspired for a new story in my preferred first person from the female POV genre. But I've had a number of requests encouraging a continuation of this series. So here's another chapter. This is a continuation from my previous "Unexpected Threesome" stories; although you shouldn't need to have read them to enjoy this. Ned, the owner of a yacht...
Skye finished pulling the black lace top stocking slowly up her long, toned leg and clipped it carefully into place. The bottom layer of her outfit was finished, at least. She stood and checked herself in the full length mirror and smiled approvingly. Black panties with lace edging sat on her pert bottom, and the suspenders traced a delightful path to the st...
It's not uncommon knowledge that copulating in water is not only possible, it's also a lot of fun. Stay safe out there folks, because showers, bath tubs, hot tubs, and even the odd pool, if you're privileged or brave, all have the deliciously sinful potential to become your kinky playground, often at a moments notice. But perhaps this is all to a little mund...
The warehouse felt empty that night. Normally filled with equipment and film crew, most of the inventory had been emptied with the end of the season's shoot. Grant had been heavily involved with sorting through the show's eclectic collection of machinery and materials. While he enjoyed his time with the show, there were experiments he wanted to conduct that...
I was halfway through grad school when my best friend, Drew Cox, invited me to a beach house for spring break. We'd been friends since high school and were both doing grad school at Michigan State: him, in law school, and me in science. I was 26 at the time and Drew was 25, but we were in the same grade growing up. I was 6'1" with sandy blond hair and hazel...
I wrote this story quite a while ago but never submitted it. There is no sex in this one. Merely, a short story about an old man. I hope you like it. * Beeep...beeep...beeep...beeep, the alarm shrieked until a wrinkled arm swung around and the accompanying bony hand smashed down on the snooze button silencing the irritating sound with a loud thwack. Shit,...
"Of course I remember, Will. That's why I chose this place to celebrate." "Back then, I was trying to hide how nervous I was." "So was I. You weren't my first recruit, but close to it." "I had no idea what I was doing when we first met, but you helped me relax, Abbey. Gave me confidence that I could handle a career change." At their cozy table in the mid...
WARNING: This is a satire on Tentacle Porn. What is described is a fantasy with a mythical creature. Do not attempt to duplicate this in your fish-tank. Copyright Oggbashan January 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and charac...
When Nerida woke up, she knew something was wrong. The last thing she remembered was the boats floating above her head, divers jumping in the water and chasing her down. Since she was home alone, there was no one to stop the wetsuit clad humans from swimming into her home and capturing her. She passed out from the fear, eventually coming to inside of a gla...