As always it is recommended that you have read the prolog and pervious chapters up until this point. While the action is hot and heavy this is just one chapter out of a series. High School - Chapter Seven: Championship level antics The New Years party was a major success. Justin and Will were welcome members in our trusted circle and the girls were eager t...
This story is a little different than my usual but I certainly hope you still enjoy it...and as always, I love to hear back from you. ***** Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, he had to walk into mine. Okay, it's not really my gin joint, but I did stop in after work from time to time. It was called Plato's Place. It was my refuge and I...
Most of the two-part Love Lies is written in the first person as narrated by Davey. The short section below is written in the third person to give the reader a little background on the character Kate. Kate is loosely based on my best friend's wife; a very good, small town girl; one of the nicest ladies I know who has kept a smile on my 'big-city' friend's fa...
I just finished my junior year of college in a city about three hours from my home. I am a 22 year old girl of a little better than average looks, but no contest winner; pale complexion, 5'6", 130 lbs, 36C-28-36, blonde/blue and good posture is not one of my assets – probably from all the hours of reading in the over-stuffed chair in my room. I have always...
I'm sure the babysitter had some idea about the nature of our relationship. We never outright said that we were a polyamorous triad, but she knew that while all three of our children were Josh's, I had given birth to two of them and Jessica had given birth to the other. I was "mama" and Jessica was "mom" to the kids and the three of us raised them equally. P...
Chapter one Ms Palmer was the hottest teacher in the world I thought! Why is she not showing off that smoking hot body of hers on playboy and making millions instead of teaching the 12th grade English class in our boring little high school? Well I guess I should not be complaining; After all, she was the one I would think about while jacking off in my room....
If there are two things in life that I really hate, they must be: stereotyping and racism. So I have to warn you in advance that this story is about both of them. But it's a story that needs to be told because the ending is so satisfying. I was born and grew up in New York City. One of the stereotypes that I would like to dispel right away is that all Jewis...
Sandra was a cheerleader. Me, I was just a regular guy who happened to be in some of the same courses as her. We'd been in work groups occasionally but, although we hit if off OK and were friendly, we had never dated. Either I had a current girl or she had a current boy, the time never seeming quite right. Today was slightly different. I'd recently broken u...
She was sitting in the back yard one Saturday morning, on the log swing in the furthest corner from the house. He'd lived next door for several years, but he'd watched her discreetly for some time. She was college age. Her parents had done a remarkable job of keeping her innocent in the ways of the world, which surprised but did not displease him. Today he w...
All characters are over 18. This will be a multi-part story that will cross categories - exhibitionist, incest, non-consent, group sex, etc... Please be patient with this 1st chapter and allow me time to introduce the characters. The subsequent chapters will have more action. ***** Jo dribbled the soccer ball confidently across the midfield line. She glanc...