Fiction

Last Train to Locarno. Miranda saw her on the station platform. In truth she was hard to miss. There were not many things to attract the attention on a wild Monday night in April on the platform of Zurich Hauptbahnhof. The handful of passengers waiting for the last southbound train of the night were huddled protectively over their luggage, their collars turned up against the cold wind that penetrated along the lines. Trains arrived, streaked with rain; their windows misted with condensation and stood dripping at the platforms discharging discontented looking passengers who hastened away, eager to be shut of their...

Fbailey story number 415 Now Is Your Chance Boy Our family is quite close and we always have company on weekends. Dad is a vice-president in a manufacturing company here in town, Mom is an executive secretary at another manufacturing company in town, and I’m fourteen years old and I’ll be going into high school in the fall. The ninth grade is kind of scary for me. Being a computer nerd, a virgin, and having a big house in the best part of town will certainly set me up as a target for the jocks. I’m not looking forward to it...

It's the first week of summer 1989, the summer I turn 15. I can't believe how great the weather is, warm, but not too hot. First thing in the morning, I go downstairs to the kitchen in just my two-piece. It's bright blue and even though it's not a bikini, it's not one of those old lady two-piecers either. It ties on either side of my hips and the top ties behind my neck and just below my shoulders. I tie the knots loose. I grab a glass of juice and head straight for the deck. My bottle of baby oil...

July was almost over. I have had an incredible summer, sex with an amazing woman and some wild fucking times. I was at home enjoying my day off when my phone rings. “Hey sexy, How are you doing?” Rochelle says. I smile, “Hey darling, I’m good. How’s work?” “Fucking boring but I got some great news,” She says. The smile on my face gets bigger. Every time she has great news I always have the most incredible sex of my life. “Oh really, well let me hear it,” I say. “Well, the ladies you had fun with finally paid up,” she...

"Why do we have to go to their house?" I complained to my mom as we got in the car to go to my cousin Jack and Mia's house. "Because, your uncle is gone all day today and they need someone to look after them while their mom is gone doing things. It will only be for a little while." She said as she started the car, and we were on our way. Going to my cousins house was always really annoying for me. I didn't mind hanging with them, especially after the special night at my house with Mia, but...

“Hi Robbie!” “Kelsey?” Sat on the opposite sofa from my mother was my ex, Kelsey. The fuck was she doing here. “Hi sweetie!” Mom said standing up and coming over to me, giving me a hug. “She just turned up at the door and pleaded to let her speak to you.” She whispered. “It’s not my choice to give her a second chance but that’s up to you. I’m really sorry but Ive just been called and need to go to work and I’m already late now. It’s up to you what you do Robbie but I love you and support...

The flight finally ended at the Midwestern city that was my destination after and interminable number of stops in every town in Pennsylvania, and Ohio. Guess the flight was cheaper that way, since my employer was notoriously cheap in that when it regards the comfort of its employees. At least my baggage arrived with me. Retrieving my luggage headed for the designated meeting area looking for my ride to the company meeting. In the crowd I saw a familiar face, it was Lenny our rep in LA, with a girl. As I approached it turned out it was not a girl...

The Goddess of the Land stood in front of her temple with her arms raised to the night sky. She was wearing a white ceremonial robe that she and Elaine had designed. It was open in the front exposing her unscarred belly to reveal that the gods had healed her wounds. Various passers-by, noticing an obviously religious rite being performed by their goddess, stopped to see what was happening. Word spread quickly and a large crowd gathered around her in a very short time. The goddess was chanting a simple prayer in ancient Sumarian, a dead language no one around her...

The first Saturday in the month was Amy's night out with 'the girls'. She was mother of two, in her early 40s, with short dark hair. She had recently lost a little weight, which had made her look and feel more confident and sexy. Her friends were all of a similar age and background, all married with kids ranging from 6 years old to Amy's own sons -20 and 22. On that particular Saturday night her husband, Alan, sat himself in front of the TV with his cans of beer ready to watch the football as Amy got dressed for her...

Gracie's knees buckled as she felt that juicy strawberry followed by Jenny's still sticky fingers invade her dripping mouth. Her tongue snaked out to lick up the juice from the fruit, then the tip of Jenny's cum covered fingernail and finally Jenny's entire soft creamy finger while her tongue swirled around it mixing cum, saliva and juice in her sloppy mouth. Jenny shoved two more juicy strawberries in her gooey mouth and watched with amazement as Jenny shoved three huge strawberries in between those juicy lips of hers. In one swift motion Jenny grabbed her with one hand and a bottle...