Chapter 3: Barbara When I was in high school, we lived on a quiet street in the suburbs called Mistletoe Lane. It was a cul-de-sac with about 15 houses, all of them occupied by white, yuppie families with multiple kids. Most of the wives were in their mid-thirties, and were very attractive. Most of their husbands were salesmen or corporate types who worked...
You are an experienced sailor. You've crewed up and down the east and west coast of the US since you were just a teenager. Now you're 24 and you've qualified for your master's ticket. A former employer has recommended you to a friend and now this potential employer is on the phone. "Hi John this is Max Bucks. I've got a little yacht that I need taken a...
It is 4078, more than two millennia has passed since our time. Driven by Earth’s overpopulation problem, humanity has long since developed the technology to propel them to the stars and out of the Milky Way. From there a new age of humanity has once again began, hopping from moon to moon, planet to planet, and galaxies to galaxies, discovering new technology...
Over the last three weeks I had only seen Jim three times. I was going stir crazy not being with him. And while, out of nothing else to do, I raised my grades, this pleased my parents, but it did not ease my libido. One good thing did come out of it though. I think through the word of my father, our good old neighbor Ernie had hired me for babysitting work....
Your name is John. You're an average guy living in an average town. You work as an office clerk, and live in a small apartment. The building has two apartments on each floor. Your neighbors are a pair of petite girls. They're longtime friends who currently attend the local community college. Alison is the more reserved of the two girls. She has jet black hai...
Note to My Readers: I can't thank my editor Trggrhppy, he's been a big big help and has a lot of patients editing my work, sorry for the 'and and ands' and the tenses. I hope you all enjoy, comment and vote!! ***** Saturday, Midnight Sophie sniffled as she shoved another handful of gummy bears in her mouth, then used her shirt to wipe away her tears....
This is a sequel to "The Witching Hour", which was originally a stand-alone story, but some readers wanted to know what happened next. The success of any story depends on a conspiracy between the author and the reader. The author tries his or her best to set the scene and provide dynamic input to the story. The reader contributes to the story by using his or...
What a mess I am, I thought, as I stroked myself in the bar restroom, thinking about my employee's cock, that huge black fucker that I'd just sucked; the one that would be pumping a load into my wife within the hour. He only let me suck on it because I begged him to show me what he'd be fucking my wife with. He lifted that huge dick to my mouth, telling me i...
This was harder than I thought. I was trying to live as Matt and keep my thoughts focused on school, sports and life in general. Yet at the same time I couldn't wait to be Cassie. And now there were all kinds of Cassies. There was the Cassie in my mind who was happy just to toss on a pair of panties under some jeans and go throughout the day as Matt. The...
May 9, 1962 It is my eighteenth birthday and I have just arrived at my cousin's place. There is an arrangement of blood-red orchids within a black ceramic vase on the glass topped coffee table in the living room. A very Oriental looking arrangement. I am babysitting for my cousin Dottie, in her apartment in Sacramento, California. Dottie is a twenty-two ye...