It all began on a Saturday afternoon when I came home from playing golf with three of my girlfriends. I guess I must have been fairly quiet when I walked into the house because Ben didn't know I was there until I walked up to the spare bedroom that he had turned into an office and den. I saw him give a start when he heard the word "What" when I started to as...
December 1993 (Date I had the idea, and started writing this story. O.K., I'm a little slow.) Warning! Danger! Sexual Content! You know the warning signs ... contrived situations, unusually horny wives. Then, ... before you can look away, ... SEX, everywhere! The trip started out innocently enough. I had always wanted to hunt wild boar, and my wife wanted...
The manager of the fish market called to Dave when he was collecting his check for the weeks catch. "Some of the workers from the processing department want to talk to you," he said as he wished Dave a merry Xmas. The girls were on smoko sitting along benches on the waterfront. "Hi I'm Rosita," a short slim dark skinned woman said as she thanked him for c...
"Wow!" exclaimed Melanie. "We've never been here before!" It had been a long, two-hour drive upstate to the northern reaches of New York's Finger Lakes. The congestion of Manhattan had given way to neat rows of suburban houses, and then to the countryside and more spacious settings. By the time Melanie and George reached their destination, things were downr...
New Story time. First off, I know this isn't every one's cup of tea. It started as a challenge: For me to write something outside of my normal sphere. I had a Wonder Woman idea, and decided to put a twist on it. Namely making it Futanari (look it up). So, let me know what you think! * The island was in ruins, but the battle was over. The war of the gods ha...
The party was my idea. I'm Helen Shore. It is a Halloween costume party with all thirty-five of the women wearing the same red Can-Can dresses, with long sleeves, high necks, short skirts fringed by fluffy crêpe. We all will have wigs, and red masks, so that the fellows will have no idea who they are dancing with. One of the husbands mentioned that he could...
I thought the boss was going to bust a gut trying to keep a straight face. Because of the recent investigations into our company's supposed overseas sweatshops–charges that were dropped–the project in Bangkok needed more than my operational expertise. He'd decided, he said, to send along someone from human resources to do the contracting and wage structure....
She knew she must be dreaming but it wasn't quite a dream. There was a dream like quality but it was just a bit more solid than any lucid dream she'd ever had. She wandered along a stream, deep in a tranquil forest, everything calm and peaceful. Georgia sat on a large rock and waited. She couldn't be sure but it felt like something was about to happen. A rus...
Part One Chapter 1 "Hey, Jon we are almost done. We have been working at this project for two weeks now. It is time to let loose. So let us all go out tonight and have some fun. You must know some good places to get drinks and meet some fine locals?" I had been working on a project with technicians from Miami to install upgrades and establish the connect...
Dionysis Retreat, Floor 1 Mrs. Brandi Westerholm, a full-breasted redhead with trim waistline and curvaceous hips, arrived on the first floor of the Dionysis Retreat in a mid-thigh low cut black halter dress that fit her like a glove and displayed to maximum advantage her 38Cs. Her hourglass figure was molded into mythic Wonder Woman proportions by a shelf...