Lucille and Bruce (Part 1. Introduction) This story is total fantasy and has no relationship to real life or experience. There is no underage sex or cruelty. ***** It is difficult to understand how Lucille and her husband Bruce Ross had ended up being so involved with one of the local lads, Brian and his mother Mrs Alice Miller. The families were such opp...
In these days of Viagra, and for those of you who lived through the changes in the sixties that brought with it the notion of free love, the research done by the professors of The Institute of Human Social Behaviour at Spalding in the late 1930s must look pretty tame. We did not discover a wonder drug that cured impotency, or proposed theories that encourage...
Hey guys. Here's the final chapter of Second Time Around. Hope you like it :) As always, thanks to Mococoa. You're the bestest!! --LilMami07 * Tanner leaned in closer to her and she could feel his warm breath on her face. Samantha gave him a skeptical look before scooting away from him. "You don't have to be all up on me to talk." "You want other people...
The atmosphere in the room was slightly tense and the conversation strained...not through any lack of social skills but quite the opposite, my sister, our female guest and myself being intimately acquainted to the extent that normal conversation seemed unworthy of the occasion. Since the occasion so far that memorable morning had entailed various combination...
A Most Memorable Wedding Night For the rest of the week, Robert kept Alice in suspense, telling her only that she would have the most memorable wedding night ever. "You've found someone, haven't you? Choosing to remain mute on the subject and let her curiosity soar he only smiled at her. She returned the smile. "Okay, I'm willing to play that game. No!...
This is the second and concluding part of the story. Be sure to check out the other half, and get yourself up to speed! *** Dave could not sleep at all that night. The perfume and musk of Kylie Simmons and the sweat and moans of Tara Jones had him indelibly marked, like the sun burning permanent shadows into his eyes. He had long since thrown his pajamas...
This is an entirely fictitious story and has no relation to any know ship of the Royal navy or any particular set of circumstances. * It was 7.00 am on a typical January Monday morning. It was jut before dawn and a chill wind blew off the sea with a few tentative flakes of snow flying in the wind. The off duty crews of the various submarines that made up t...
[This was my first story, which I posted a few years ago and which was deleted by a computer glitch last summer. A couple of people have asked that I repost it, so here it is.] * "So what do you think of the neighbors?" I asked. My parents' neighbors, to be perfectly accurate. Molly and I were house-sitting while my parents were in Europe, and I'd just ta...
I always viewed Maria as an extremely attractive woman. Not a single man in our workplace would disregard her physically good looks. She also possessed the intelligence that could mesmerize an executive. She graduated with the honor magna cum laude in her college class finishing business management. She would always wear stimulating clothes that you might...
If Angela hadn't 'phoned to invite me to her house for a quiet 'all girls together' night in with her friend Sarah, I might have been quite lonely that weekend My flatmate Ebony was going to be away at a posh Law Society function and was staying overnight at the swanky venue so, when Angela offered me the opportunity to sleep over until the Sunday morning,...