A week later, Candice asked me to stay after class then invited me to go with her to an Ingmar Bergman movie. I gagged at the title, but cheerfully said, sure. We had a good time, and it was the first of many such good times; movies, plays, art shows, and once even a cocktail party. Of course, I willfully restrained all my sexual impulses and made no advance...
(While this is a follow up story to my story "Cruise Ship Cruise", its not really necessary to have read that one first.) The deep sound of the ship's whistle drowned out the band playing on the dockside. As the sound died away Samantha laughed out loud. How appropriate for the band to be playing the theme song from that old TV show. She found herself quick...
It was Jane. It was about a week later, and this time, it was Bill that was out of town, as were Lisa and Norma. The family had planned a weekend outing at the beach, and at the last minute, Jane had been forced by her work to stay home. It was early afternoon on Saturday, and Jane had just finished the work that had spoiled her weekend and was pulling into...
I wrote this story before my first real-time adventure with another woman. I really embellished the writing to help whet my growing, but as yet unfulfilled appetite for girl-girl activities. So when it was written, it was pure fantasy, with lots of room for literary license. For instance, the story proclaims I am "built like a brick outhouse." In real life,...
I wrote this story in 1999. It was one of my first attempts at erotic literature. It is purely fictional, unlike my later stories. Sweet Caroline. I will never forget the girl as long as I live. My Caroline. Just the mention of her name brings back such vivid, sweet memories. Yes, she was cruel, harsh, wicked; as bad as she wanted to be. But for every hour...
Author's note: If you have no idea what's going on, there is a first part to this story. ***** And from there, we were off and running. For a while everything we did was only at work; I think it was the thrill of getting caught that kept us going. It just started out as casual flirting when we thought no one was looking: random touching, smoky glances acro...
Summary: In 1970, a black teen turns white racist principal. Note 1: Thanks to NO NAME, who requested this story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18 years old. Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, and Robert for editing All White School BLACKED Principal Jones sighed. It had only been three weeks since she had, oh so reluctantly, allowed three black gir...
Katie was bored at work. She was president of her division at Xeytmew, the biggest computer corporation in the city, but there wasn't a lot to do. Her settlement with the company over the poor treatment she received from her previous boss, Vida Reyes, made it clear that Katie was not to be overworked. Instead, the company hired two assistants who did the bul...
"You really must relax. Really." Gina cooed huskily into Wendy's ear, lightly flicking her tongue along the trembling, young office clerk's earlobe. It was only her first week on the job and Wendy never expected to be assailed with such an aggressive seduction as this. Her heart was beating so hard, she thought it would burst. Her legs were trembling like a...
The alarm clock went off loud. Katie had a deep sleep and hit the reset button after about 7 beeps. She was so relaxed from masturbating the previous night in a sort-of phone sex outing with her wife, Amanda, who was away visiting her brother. Still thinking about Amanda and how much she missed her, Katie was still in a light fog with a heavy heart. She mov...