This is Chapter 3 of Janie’s experience during the summer of 2000 in Wisconsin. It had been a rather ordinary day so far: my alarm clock failed to rouse me, the boss was in a bad mood, there were way too many customers needing caffeine ASAP. I work at a high-end café in the city, and I really do like my job. I mean, it pays decent for a Joe-job, and the h...
Nadine Hathaway was excited as her mother Bee drove her to the airport. Her school had sponsored a high school graduation vacation in South America. The 18 year old tingled with anticipation, her blue eyes sparkled, she had been looking forward to this trip all year long. Her mother helped her with her bags and walked with her to the check- in counter. It...
Author's Note: This is an alternate and improved version of another story I wrote called Dark Universe... Also, yes this is kinda pornographic but it's hard for me to enjoy writing something, I, myself don't find titillating. I know some despise vulgarity. But that just means some have different, more vanilla tastes. No one's right or wrong, good or bad. I w...
Gebriele Winder sat in a quiet booth towards the back of Sacker’s, a local Bar and Grill just outside her home town of Plainview Arkansas, near Nimrod Lake. It was the 23rd of August the time was 8:30, she knew the ritual, this was the sixth year in a row she had sat in this booth and waited, waited for the clock to strike 8:39 so she could tell him all abou...
The Wednesday after Thanksgiving... Cold, wet, and dark with heavy clouds... 8:25 AM Eddie found himself staring at the clock, wondering for the thousandth time whether or not this woman with the very strange story and very bizarre request was going to show up. He had a side bet with himself that she would not. That hadn't stopped him from preparing thou...
This is a continuation of the 'Treason' series, at least, what happened after. To avoid any confusion and disappointment for you, the reader, there sex between women and men, and women and women. There is also sex between consenting, adult males. If this type of sexual expression doesn't turn you on as much as it does me, please, read no further. Thanks....
The story about how I came to know the Corbett's seemed to be a little weird, at least at first. I was 38, and had been divorced for three years. I wasn't dating anyone special, meaning I wasn't getting laid on a regular basis either. Meeting nice ladies seemed to be tough, especially when I worked over 60 hours a week. I tried various ways of, um, working o...
“Hey guys, I’m still too hyper to sit and talk, think I’d like to take a walk and see if I can’t work off some of this nervous energy. Anyone feel like going for a walk with me?” Of course the question was directed toward Dave, my husband of four years and my intention was that he and I go for a walk on the beach before retiring for the night. Dave and I ha...
5. The hardest part about starting a new relationship is learning how to fart silently again. Okay, maybe it's not THE toughest thing, but it's a tough one; when you've spent years' staying on your own, in the cheapest hotels, having to think about things like that comes as a shock to the system. Then, add the fact that you're not entirely sure what kind o...
Tax woke with a rumbling belly, sixteen inches of hard cock, and a serious need to fly. These three things were all somewhat related, but Tax had never been a strong believer in doing things before he absolutely needed to do them. He knew that several of his nestmates saw that as being lazy. He saw it as being frugal. They darted about the mountain peaks, sw...