Ginnifer "Ginny" Pelletier had decided to leave school early on this afternoon. The classes she had on that day were ones that she could easily breeze through. In fact, 1 or 2 of those classes she could have taught. Despite the traditions that had been handed down in the Pelletier family over generations, it was widely accepted that Ginny would be the next o...
I've always believed that I was born in the wrong time period. There's no other way to describe it than that. Ever since I was young, I dreamed of living in a time where things weren't so...modern. Not that I'd go so far as to say that I don't like electricity and indoor plumbing. I'd be lying through my teeth if I tried. But I knew I'd be more comfortable i...
Kaylee was excited, her flight was about to arrive in Vancouver and she'd finally meet Tyson. She'd met Tyson in a chat room a year ago and the two had become good friends. When Kaylee got some vacation time she decided to go visit him. When she broke the news to Tyson he decided to also take the time off so work wouldn't get in the way of their time togeth...
Part 6 I pull the lace cup down off her breast a little further. Now I can just barely see the outline of her areole. It’s flushed rosy pink from heat and excitement. “Or maybe I’ll spare you that indignity for the moment,” I go on, purposely ignoring the look of visible relief in her eyes. “Come to think of it, your panties were feeling pretty hot there...
Looking at the woman in front of her, Katelyn began to wonder if this whole thing was as good an idea as it had seemed when she and Theresa first planned it. While she was a full semester into her Fine Arts degree, her focus was in drawing and painting, not performance art. Her Midwestern background had not prepared her for what she was facing in attending h...
Authors Note: If you expect this story to include a lot of sex, you can stop now. If you were thinking that anything more than the brief interactions presented here are going to happen, it is not my intention when I started the story. I just wanted this story to be focused more on the shared nudity among some young adults and in this case, the parents of the...
(Three short short stories in the vein of Edgar Allan Poe to pay tribute to that master of literary horror stories on the 7 October anniversary of his death in 1849) The Rächer For the horrific tale I am about to narrate, I neither expect nor solicit sympathy or expiation, but compelled to tell it I am, as it is with me every waking moment. Would that I co...
Sofia and I went back to the gazebo exactly one week later, to the hour. One of the same couples was there. So was a man sitting alone, casually, with his arms back on the rails, smoking a cigarette. He said hi in a friendly way. He was in his 30s, not bad looking, with a mane of curly hair. We greeted the others knowingly but discreetly. The presence of t...
In the early 21st Century a company had discovered a profound invention; the control of fluid of varying viscosity. The small company, specialising in revolutionary science had found a way to allow fluid to control itself. All the companies' employees were gathered around as the small slime matter worked its way around a table, take on different forms, and a...
He was visiting Ingrid, and as always his longing for her almost constricted his throat. He was not an Adonis, but not ugly either, and he had never had much trouble to find women to make love with. But Ingrid was quite a different proposition. She was a beautiful blonde woman of 34 years. She had an attractive, somewhat mischievous face, shining blue eyes,...