It was brisk and cool when I began my morning run. The cool air made it ideal for running and the first three miles went by quickly. At the three-and-a-half mile mark, a light rain began to fall. My weatherman buddy had promised me two hours before the rain would begin. He lied to me again. “I can do these last two miles if it doesn’t rain any harder than this,” I told myself as I continued on. My normal route would take...

I looked deep into Clarissa’s eyes. We were breathing hard, have both just exploded into orgasms. I dropped my face down and kissed her softly, then I started moving my hips again, feeling her tight wetness hugging my turgid member. I loved her deeply, and making love was the extension of our intimacy. Her hand went to the back of my neck, gently stroking that sensitive area as her lips found my carotid artery, her tongue...

There I was, eighteen years old and laid out at home after an accident while racing motorcycles, one arm broken, the other fractured above the wrist, cuts and bruises all over. My stepmother was a nurse at the hospital that I was admitted to right after the accident. She checked up on me until I was staying awake more and then began keeping the other nurses out and tending to me herself.It was just as well. I hadn't been...

I was eighteen, an amateur racer striving toward a motorcycle-racing career and was earning a good wage already when bang! everything went to shit. I had been in second place, drawing on the leader when someone bumped my rear tire and left me careening out of control.When I eventually came to, I was being wheeled from an ambulance and into a hospital where I passed out yet again. I woke up sometime later in a hospital roo...

Today is my seventeenth birthday. It should be a joyous occasion. But instead, I’m watching a pile of leaves being blown up the street as depression eats away at me. It’s now four days into the autumn half-term holiday and I’ve spent the last three days sitting here in my room. It happened Saturday afternoon while playing football with my friends. During a mêlée on the goal line, my hands were trodden on, injuring them bo...

Part 7 - Life and Love in the Hospital  I awoke to find myself in the arms of my beloved, similarly naked, pressed into my side with one leg cocked over mine. In my unconscious slumber state it would have been easy to equate her eager warm embrace with the constriction of an alien tentacle. It was obvious that there had been a very good reason for dreaming of the manipulations of said tentacle as well.    The intimate fee...

My name is Michele, and my husband Ed and I were twenty-five years old at the time of this story. We met at Penn State where Ed got a degree in Business Administration and I majored in Biology. His plan from the start was to get a business degree so he could help his father manage and expand the family lumber and building supplies business in a small town not too far from Philadelphia. I planned to work in veterinary medi...

My sweetest man I’m so worried about you.I am so far away there is nothing I can do. How I wish I could be there to just hold your hand.Do something to bridge the distance across all this land. Somehow set sail across the sea.To care for the man that cherishes me. Do everyday simple little things for you.Iron your shirts and fix your favorite meals too. Stroke your hair and sooth your furrowed brow.I would do anything I c...