Hey friends! Thanks for reading Chapter One and checking into two! I've read some comments and will try my best to make this story a bit more realistic. I am going based off of my own sexual interests, and appreciate the criticism. Thanks for the feedback, hope you enjoy chapter two! (Contains aspects of humiliation, sph, and public nudity). ---------------...
The tanker "Chelsea Bridge" was steaming westwards across the Atlantic, bound for Bayonne, New Jersey, with a cargo of domestic heating oil from North Africa. James Tully, the third engineer, had finished standing his watch in the engine room at midnight, and was dying for a drink. He showered, put on a little pair of blue shorts and a pair of flip-flops, an...
Scott and Terry became frequent visitors to my apartment. They often came together and on occasion alone. Last night I had just gone to bed and I heard the front door open (by now I had given them their own keys) and Scott & Terry's whispering voices. They sounded like they were a bit drunk. I sat up in bed as they walked into my bedroom and started unfast...
Written by: Bi.A.Piggy Reposted from other sites Standard Rules and licensing applies. This story comes from the depths of my mind. I am not a professional writer just someone who like to put the dirty ideas in his head online for others to enjoy. I don't care if you don't like my style. If you don't like what you're reading, close the window and read so...
This is a fictional story. All characters are adults well over the age of consent. This situation did not happen to me although I wish it had... * It was a hot summer. The kind of heat that makes you avoid the middle of the day and rethink your approach to life. My normal summer routine was to get up early, go for a run, work in my home office until 5 or 6...
The cab came to a stop outside Corbey's building. "You should wear some shoes asshole!" the gruff taxi driver extolled teary eyed Simon, as the fem boy gathered his two bags from the back seat of the cab. "Oh please!" is all he could mutter as he stumbled barefoot up the steps to Corbey's place and impatiently, urgently banged on his door. Corbey opened the...
Chapter 4: Pacing the Field *Author's Note: Thanks so much for sticking with me. I appreciate all of the comments and take them to heart. I know this story isn't fast enough for some of you, but it really starts to heat up in chapter 5.* I woke up in a decent mood, still trying to figure out how the year would go, but cautiously optimistic. "What do yo...
Tucker Singleton stopped in mid stride toward the back of the courtroom, making the man who was following him run into him. "Uh, sorry," the man said. Tucker just nodded a distant recognition. Tucker always floated a bit above the normal press of the "little" people. In this instance, though, his attention had gone to the new line of defendants shuffling i...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** All characters are 18+ *** Life was better in the summer. My body felt and moved differently. The air and sun pressed firmly on my shoulders, relaxing me, where winter had me hunching over, finding my own body warmth. And summer meant worrying about absolutely nothing. This mea...
Until now, this was the worst summer of my life. My next-door neighbor who also was my best friend Javier (I call him Jav) went back to his homeland of Caracas, Venezuela in South America with his parents for a two-month visit. I had known for over a year that this was going to happen, but when he left, I felt so sad and almost cried. I was having the most...