I woke up with a bladder ready to burst, so I got up from bed, careful not to wake Naomi, and hurried into the bathroom. As the relief flowed through me I suddenly realized just how fucking monumental last night had been; not only did I have my first arguably gay experience, I had saved the very person a powerful and dangerous organization had paid me to kil...
This chapter does not stand alone, and should not be read without reading the preceding chapters including Dilemma and Dilemma Lorelei's story by Joesephus. In keeping with the original story, there is no active sex, it just deals with the wrong done to Lorelei and Chris. Chris and Lorelei Meet Again By going through Cindy's address book, I found Lorelei's...
© 2001 by Mike Yevchekov All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, including photocopying, recording or by any information and retrieval system, without the written permission of the author. Even though this is the second part of a story, there is no need to read part 1. * * * * * Tonight has be...
She was old enough now. Finally. For years he had seen the beauty that would eventually be Janarra Franco, but he knew his sister would disapprove of his taking her any younger. Besides, she was technically supposed to be in Camyron's care, and had been since she had been no more then 5 years old, but the clod spent more time with the kumpania whores then wi...
The first in a series of sexual recollections from my time at university during which I transformed from timid teenager into confident young woman. When I left home and went to university I was a fairly timid 18 years old. While I'd had a few boyfriends and fooled around with them, I had only ever had sex with the guy who had been my boyfriend for about six...
To the readers who follow my stories: I like to write a fluff story once in a while. Just kind of write what comes into my mind. This is one of them. I do want to thank LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing my stories. They are the ones that make my story a much better read. * Here I am a senior in college and this science professor thinks we're all grade s...
I'm not actually sure if my fantasies are normal or not, it's not like I discuss it with anybody particularly. Of course, me and the girls will often end up silly giggles after a few glasses of wine and some revealing of how someone's new man performs in the bedroom which inevitably ends up with us talking about what we like to do. The thing is, we only go s...
Chapter 2: Day One - Morning I was awakened at 6am by the little clock on the side of my bed. It didn't buzz or play music. Instead it repeated over and over, "Get up cunt." There was no snooze button. No way to ignore its command to me. No way for me to believe this had been a little girlish fantasy dream I was just awakening from. Instead, 'eyes wide ope...
Country Girl Day One Morning I was awakened at 6am by the little clock on the side of my bed. It didn't buzz or play music. Instead it repeated over and over," Get up cunt." There was no snooze button. No way to ignore its command to me. No way for me to believe this had been a little girlish fantasy dream I was just awakening from. Instead, 'eyes wide o...
Love. It's a funny thing isn't it? I mean, everyone wants it and it has the power to bring happiness into the life of even the most downtrodden among us. The flip side of the same coin is that loss of love has the power to plunge the happiest, most influential person deeply into despair. I am an example of neither. I am an ordinary teenager and I've never b...