Chapter 1: Beginnings It was just another average day; waking up at 6:30 AM to my alarm clock, rolling out of bed, and getting ready for work. As I stumbled from the bed to the bathroom, I knew this was going to be another high caffeine intake day. Sigh, I thought, why does my life have to be this crappy? My name is Paul. I am a 19 year old college student...
It was a little over 20 years ago but it seems like yesterday - the day she started working in my office building. (I'll add that all of this is true and only the beginning of my relationship with this goddess.) She walked into my life I'll call her Lexy, just because it rhymes with sexy. haha She got everyone's attention right away. Her office was visibl...
I'm sentimental. I know I am. It is the little things that appeal to me. Sometimes a light touch is enough to send me back in memories alone. Most of the time though, it is just his voice. Something about it. It has always done something to me. It goes with his whole presence. To say he's cocky isn't right, just extremely sure of himself. He KNOWS he's good,...
“Sean, get up man, you have your last final today,” My roomate, Todd, was standing in my doorframe yelling at me across the room. “Get up, Dawg!” He crossed the floor in three steps and stood over me then shook me as he ahd done for the past few days. “What the hell is wrong with you? Is this about Trish?” “I haven’t heard from her in five days, Todd,” I s...
How simple it all was starting with a bulletin board on a website. An interesting little new face popped up and they had immediately started talking. Their names are not important, just the simple facts. For our purpose we will call them Jack and Diane. Within a week they had started chatting a little more often via the bulletin board, leaving little messa...
*This is an erotic story of sorts taken from a recent conversation between Sir Gray and his enchanting muse. May it thrill you and delight you... *Muse: Sir Grey your muse summons You You sing the song of my soul like a lark *Sir Grey: My muse My muse you stir Me unlike any other come here at once linger beside Me The memory of bidden words and unbidde...
Well, she called him on Thursday, and they met up at four on Friday to go to the concert. She didn't return until three in the morning. She showered quick before going straight to bed. I held her close as she began to snore almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. I was anxious to find out the particulars, but I let her sleep. She woke up around eleven le...
Chapter Two: Take The Long Way Home As they merged into the highway traffic, John instructed Laura to unbutton her blouse and pull it free from her skirt. When her task was completed, he reached over with his right hand and flipped the blouse open. Giving a soft but wicked little laugh when he saw that her bra hooked in the front, he deftly unsnapped the cl...
It's a good thing I've had these diversions of cooking and dirty dishes. Normally I'd just drop everything and have a go at her. Back in control of myself I'm on my way. Heading to join Gail, my erection, while drooping still leads the way. I had formulated the next part of my plan while I was still in the kitchen. I'd come up with how I was going to make th...
It was an evening like no other. The events which changed my life forever. While now I may start at the end of my journey, I feel that it is important to do this tale justice, in remembrance of my Master. He was my life. He captured my heart and soul and understood me so well, unlike any other individual past or present. He loved me, I enchanted Him, He was...