I awoke with a start. Sitting bolt upright and sticking to the plastic strapping of the lawn chair, I squinted hard and tried to blink some clarity into the blazing world that I had awoken to. I reeked of booze and looking at my arms, hands and chest I realized that I was covered in beer. Hearing a familiar chuckle I strained to make out the silhouetted f...
Julie sat on the soft chair in the reception area and flicked casually through the magazine. It was a generic women's magazine and held no real interest to her critical eye, though she did enjoy the various pictures of famous actresses and singers who were perceived as "hot". They didn't impress her; they didn't even know what "hot" was. Now someone with the...
CHAPTER 1 Two days after the excitement of her twenty-ninth birthday, the normally well-adjusted and delightful Dani Buchanan spent most of Saturday in bed depressed. At present Dani (Danielle) was a redhead. At other times she could be blonde or brunette. Claire her mom fussed over her. Dani's dad Robert was too busy preparing to go to golf to worry abou...
Author's note: I'd finished my series "Coming Home; Coming Out" and submitted the final chapter for approval and publication. That night, whilst asleep, a character from that series came to me and whispered in my ear "You created me and set me up for a wonderful life. Unless you write it down, that life will be denied to me." This is her story. It is total...
Thanks to BlackRandi for the invitation to write in the Highway Song event. Special Thanks to Bebop03 and sbrooks103X for the edits. Editors are the reason any of this is readable at all and I really appreciate everything they do. Really, when I pass the stuff off to them, it is primarily written in purple crayon on torn construction paper... This may not b...
Author's note: This is Part Two of a five-part series. In order to better appreciate this story, I encourage you to first read Part One. Simply discussing the possibilities of what we were about to do seemed to shift Michelle's libido into a higher gear than I had ever realized existed. We had sex daily for the next several weeks. And it wasn't just sex --...
Preface My Christmas gift to Mark changed our lives, marriage and sex life. Mark posted the legendary final card of my gift on our large bedroom mirror as a constant reminder to both of us that at any moment, anything could happen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ E As endless as the world's imagination Sexual adventures we promise to do Committing to every sensua...
In June 1979, there was an attempt to assassinate an American Four Star General in Europe. This fact is contained in an online biography of the general upon whom the attempt was made. The details of that attempt as related herein are totally my own and any resemblance(s) to The General or the actual event is (are) purely coincidental. Likewise, the rest of t...
My wife prefers visiting the sauna in the winter, while I prefer a nude lake in the summer, not that either experience overlaps that often. It was a bit of a compromise to go in late April, though the almost unbelievably wonderfully warm spring weather had already turned a bit cool and somewhat cloudy. My wife hasn't shaved her body anywhere since last winte...
There isn't a better season in the Midwest than spring. Summer, fall, and winter can all be enjoyable for swimming, hiking or skiing, but I've always found something particularly invigorating about springtime: the fertile smell in the air as the ground thaws out and the spring flowers and grasses begin to grow; the balmy breezes from the southwest that let y...