Author's Note For those of you who have read my original Chiara series this is a re-write in a third-person narrative format. I have tried to remain true to the original stories as much as possible. For the most part this has been easy to do. I have added some scenes, and made some changes to further expand on the character development of all of the charact...
A lot of readers wanted to know what it's like to be Ally's boyfriend. Well, my name is Roger and I am here to tell you all about it. I'll first give you an overview of what my (sex) life was like before I met Ally, then I'll share with you a very special story from the very beginning of our relationship. I am a fucking loser; this is especially so, now th...
I wrote this story several years ago and I just finished tidying it up. Please note that English is not my native language and I may have missed out on the grammar or syntax here and there. This story is entirely written from the male perspective. The girl is an object here. She has no name, she is barely described and remains largely silent throughout. Her...
This is a contribution to the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. My first eleven stories were called My Junior Year Abroad. Next up was the little story, "Why I love Wives." Following that, we had five chapters of My First Time. This is my eighteenth story in the Survivor Revival Challenge. I hope you like it. Personally, I'm wasting away in...
This picks up exactly where Chapter 1 left off. For Chapter 2 to make more sense, I recommend that you first read Chapter 1. Enjoy! (EDIT: Apr 28, 2020: I've submitted an edited copy, thanks to andyinoz for the help!) Lessons Learned, Ch 2: The Plan "Y-yeah," he said finally, and with that, the plan I'd been mulling over all weekend dropped into place. Ju...
*All person's taking part in sexual activity are over the age of 18* ***** The world swirled around in a deep black void. Blake could tell he was laying on his stomach but he couldn't move. He was unconscious, yet it a dream-like sensation of feeling various pin pricks and pokes happening against his lower back. Then everything faded out again. When he a...
This is a true story set in the early to mid-1970s and is based on events related to me by one of the participants, and told from the males perspective. Enjoy it for what it is, a story about lust and longing and eventual release. Both characters are over the age of eighteen when things unfold and are willing participants to all that takes place. * This is...
Anyone ringing me at three in the morning needs to be hung drawn and quartered even though I needed to be up in half an hour of which my alarm was already set. I knew who it was so it was no surprise to see my best friends name, Gina, on my phone. "Morning Kirsty." Came the overexcited voice. "Do you know what time it is?" I exclaimed in mock anger "some o...
Reboot Edited by Thegreat_pretender As Comp looked at Popster holstering her gun, trumpets began to sound. "What's that?" Comp asked. Popster looked at her with quizzical interest. 'You violated the rules...' said a voice in Comp's head. "Wait, what?" Comp murmured. 'You are an invader and you must be removed...' said the voice again. "Please...
This story follows on from 'The making of Honey.' You don't have to read it first, but it sets this one up nicely. *** Soft breathless moans filled the room. Finally, Alan was loosening up, desperately groping as I hovered above him on all fours, my perky swollen breasts lightly pressing into his face through the thin cotton t-shirt. One hand grabbing at m...