Let me get the family lineage out of the way so you can understand this story to its fullest. My name is Harry. I was raised in a close, loving family atmosphere over a period of nineteen years. My dad, John, has a younger brother, Raymond, who is married to my Aunt Ellen. My Aunt Ellen's younger sister, Roxanne, brings us to the heart of this episode. This...
Chicago: Obsessive: A persistent disturbing preoccupation with an often unreasonable idea or feeling: compelling motivation. (2013, Merriam Webster) Excessive: Exceeding what is usual, proper, or necessary...(2013, Merriam Webster) Tavis Excessive: That's my word for today. Mom said I needed to learn it because she was so tired of hearing me talk about...
Again, many apologies for those who have waited so long for the next chapter in Kristy's journey! I will try to post more quickly for the next chapters. As always, please feel free to leave comments but please remember that this is fiction and a certain amount of suspension of disbelief is required to keep the story entertaining. Apart from that, I hope you...
Notes: This is the second part of the Summer Sweethearts series. You don't necessarily need to read the first part to enjoy this one, because it takes place the following morning, and thus stands alone quite well. If you find anything in this story familiar, it story began its life as "It was the Beginning of Summer" on Laurie's page, but this is an expan...
All characters are over 18. * I came back from my freshman year at the university knowing my family had moved into a smaller house. Some of my stuff had been put into storage but my bed, dresser and a few other necessities had been moved to our old neighbor's attic apartment. I had mixed feelings about all this. First off, I loved the idea of being on my o...
MY FIRST FUCK INTRODUCTION I was 18 yrs of age and that summer of 1951 was to be the time of my education. Mother had acquiesced to her best friends enquiry, as to whether, during the college holidays, I could carry out some of the more menial tasks of which her husband usually took care. Mrs Jean Goodyear's husband Tom, was serving overseas as was my fath...
It was almost six p.m. shift change at the small local bar that has been my hangout for many years. I seem to only get there on Sunday evenings now. I shoot pool with friends, look at the strippers and stock up on fantasies for the coming week. One lovely, married dancer named Britney was responsible for a large share of them. She always worked Sunday evenin...
Hal Brink was seriously thinking of retiring from sex as a recreational activity but he possessed a nagging doubt about that. What if there was nothing on interest on TV, or the movies were crap or none of the guys wanted to hang out? Probably he was mostly at fault for this anti-sex downer. What had Bessie claimed when splitting? "Oh yeah, 'You are uncouth...
We grow old and die, and so too our memories. Some fade away with time, whereas others follow us to the grave. I am no longer the child I once was, but even now in my early thirties, I have one of such memory that I know will follow me to my grave. It is the story I would like to share with you, if you will permit me to first lie back on this lounge chair an...
Chapter 9 - A place for The Circle to live "Sheila, I'd like you to meet my parents," Matt said. "Lloyd and Laura. You've met Ellie." The last statement sounded like a normal event, but the last time Sheila and Ellie had been together, they'd been naked in a sixty-nine taking turns dripping cum into the other's mouth from their full pussies. With obvious p...