My name is Adrian Kimber. I was almost born with, as people used to say, a “silver spoon in my mouth.” I say “almost” because when I was born my father had not quite made it to what he saw as “The Top.” I must have been about four or five when he finally got there, and became what they call, “Departmental Head” of a government department. Once he had reach...
First, there was the woodland trail, and birds singing in every tree. Jillian felt the dirt of the path between her toes, and her father's hand was warm in her own, large and calloused; comfortably, protectively cradling her small fingers. 'Daddy, where is the witch's house? Can we see the gingerbread on it?' 'Honey-sweet, it's just a little ways further o...
Feedback and criticism (preferably constructive) always appreciated. Chapter 2 picks up the day after Chapter 1 ended, so it'd probably be a good idea to start from the beginning. -December 18, 2006- The knocking on the door woke me, but surely my screaming bladder wouldn't have waited much longer to rouse me from the sort of half-drunk, mostly exhausted,...
*** Sarkopheros Says: If you read my last foreword, you know I wasn't sure if this story would be well-received. The people spoke, and you wanted more Jedi Jae! Plus, I wanted to write more. This story is funny to write. And sexy, of course. Anyway, same tropes/kinks as before, but I ramped things up for this one. There is one sequence which I don't know...
Continued from Pt. 1. Please read that chapter first then come on back! Part 14. Mrs. Singer doesn't flirt with me as much as she once did. I feel a distance between us and wonder if she is ashamed at what she'd done with me. Maybe she is trying to fix her marriage and doesn't think it's a good idea to be fooling around with a teenage boy. Mr. Singer has b...
© 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Okay, this is my second entry for the 2017 Summer Lovin' competition and it looks like I just scraped this one in before the...
This short story will be my first if accepted. I purposely used less colorful descriptions to see if the story could still be erotic and stand on it's own. If you like this one please vote on it. I have another longer story in the works and yes it's more erotic. I wasn't sure whether to categorize it as a Romance or Erotic Couplings. ***** As the bus pull...
I had tickets to the Taylor Swift concert that evening. Taylor, a young, rising country star, had just turned 18 and was going to celebrate her birthday with her fans that night. My tickets in the front row, the grand prize awarded by a local radio station. Along with the tickets, I also had a backstage pass for after the show, and a chance to meet the young...
I cruised by Jeff's around noon. I didn't honk the horn because I wanted to see the whole family. Harri opened the door. "Ashley, so nice to see you. I think Jeff will be ready soon." She gave me a delicious hug. She released me, but before I could answer her I was driven back by a tackle worthy of the most ferocious linebacker. "Ashley," said Sandy. She...
Steve had recently finished his freshman year at the state university and just celebrated his 19th birthday when he went to spend a couple of weeks visiting his grandparents, who he hadn't seen in over a year. He found himself with plenty of time but not much cash on his hands when an opportunity arose. His grandmother told him that Mrs. Johnson, their wido...