The golden hills stretched further onward under the blue, cloud-dappled sky, the shining sun bringing a hallucinogenically sharp contrast to the trees and bushes against the meadows. As Candice ascended the hills, her sandled feet crushing the daisies and buttercups that pebbled the grass, she could make out ahead of her, at last, the silhouette, still cloud...
Just after I turned 18, the summer before I started college, we went on a family vacation to New York City. I was thrilled to see the Big Apple; I was less than pleased to be going there with my parents. I was overweight at the time. I don't want you to get the idea that I was fat, because I wasn't; but I definitely wasn't skinny either. At the time, I also...
Brad Nyler balanced his groceries and fumbled with the deadlock. As he stepped inside he trod on the envelope, picked it up, closed the door with his foot and proceeded to the kitchen. Notes usually meant trouble and expense. Someone's sink was dripping, their lights flickering, or their air conditioning broken down. He tossed the dreaded message on the cou...
This is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and incidents in this novel are wholly the product of the author's imagination and have no substance in reality. Any resemblance to actual persons whether by similarity of name or description, is entirely coincidental. All characters in this novel are over eighteen years of age. * On the opening night of h...
Congratulations my Sweet, My brother and I are so proud that you and your twin have successfully completed your higher education. Just in case your Mom has neglected to inform you about us all, I am your biological aunt Aurora and my twin brother Michael is your biological father. Should this come as a complete surprise to you, continue reading what I wrote...
The Mission is not Going Well "Log entry, stardate 2/11/2521, Captain Richard 'Dick' Coxwell. Following my primary mission I've moved the ship into a new sector known to harbor biomes suitable for human life. Last contact with sentient life suggested that odds for achieving the prime objective would be higher in this sector of the galaxy. The weight of my m...
This is a fun story that came out of a conversation with a female friend about objectifying women. She asked me how I would like it if women objectified men. My brains started working (both the one in my head and the one in my pants) and this is the tale that came out of it. There are many twists and turns and, I think, if you keep an open mind and just have...
I woke up disoriented. I was extremely confused. I wasn't totally awake at the moment. I was still half asleep. The place smelled like raunchy feet. My pole became so stiff, I felt someone gyrating on top of it. A contraction squeezed hard. I felt hot flesh over my 22 year old face. I couldn't see. Sweat dripped over my face. I started to sniff uncontrolla...
That morning found us at our most tender, and most raw. Darcie woke up with the memory of the risk she had taken, the risk of destroying our relationship over her desire to suck a strange boy's cock. I found that my love for her was not lessened by the act, that instead we had grown closer. In some weird way we were both freer to be ourselves in front of eac...
It was a beautiful June morning, the kind that promised a glorious Summer ahead. Alice had gone shopping, so I had the place to myself. I planned to spend the morning pottering in the garden, which would be a pleasure on such a fine day. We live in a lane of old houses on large plots, dating back from a time when people grew their own food and kept a few an...