Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
Disclaimer: The characters in this fiction story are of legal and consenting age 18 or older. Any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental. * It was Summer in the early 70's, and I was away at Boy Scout camp. I was still a virgin. The camp was large and sprawling, located deep in a remote forest. Aside from the main camp building that s...
"Panda Paws" "Is he okay?" "He has a nickel sized concussion on his cranium, right on the crown there. I think he just got spooked by a huge flash of lightning we had earlier. I wouldn't worry about him. I'll give him some lotion and dab it with that." McKenzie opened his eyes slightly, seeing a stuffed owl peeking above him. He noticed the owl was white...
Conner hadn’t noticed that Misty was in his truck with him on the way to the hospital, but she must have been because when he reached the front desk she was there with him, and he must have been out of it, because he didn’t hear the nurse ask what they needed. It was Misty who did the talking. “We’re here for Tess Formike.” Misty stated. “Aarons.” Conner h...
On edge. She hadn't been able to put her finger on it and it bugged her. The feeling, whatever it was, nagged at her, had grown stronger, really, as the week progressed. If it had not been there even before she left home, after a typically satisfying weekend with her husband, Maria would have chalked it up to being horny. But that conversation, that banter a...
L'enfermer was the hottest restaurant in Gotham. The waiters were curt, the food was good but expensive, and the wine was also good—but more expensive. The reason it had succeeded where restaurants that fawned more over their patrons had not was because it was run by Lyle Bolton—the reformed Lock-Up. And he guaranteed the safety of every man, woman, and jewe...
In response to several private comments, I have decided to post the remainder of this series to the BDSM category. I'm sorry if I offended anyone, but I do think I gave adequate warning that this story is about non-consensual punishment. And yes, there is a significant pleasure response in most of the chapters. This is the story of a young woman's convictio...
It was a normal Saturday in June. I had just returned from the joys of supermarket shopping and was laden down with bags and trying to open my front door when my cell phone rang out. Cursing I managed to free the sticking door lock and simultaneously opened the door put down the shopping and answered my phone. "Hi!" I answered. "Hey, how are you?" said Tom...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 y...
Matthew Evans, "Matt" to his friends, was a virgin. It wasn't something he was proud of, but it was true. At 18, he was full of hormones, which he unfortunately only got to deal with by masturbation, his penis having never felt the touch of a girl. Fortunately his two best friends, Max and Sam were also virgins, so the three of them bonded over their lack of...