The first chapter of this story seemed to go down well so I've tried to get the second part out as quickly as possible. The story is working through at its own pace, there are some definite developments in this chapter, and I have several further chapters mapped out. It's really an attempt to portray a more unusual relationship between the protagonists. Feed...
This story was set in 1996 when I was just 19 years old. It is about an incredible (fictional) sexual encounter I had with an 18 year old girl at the time. It is a continuation of the story 'My friend's 43y/o kinky mother part 2.' It is not necessary to read part 1 at all. You may want to read part 2 to get a little background on the characters. But, I don't...
Charlotte sensed someone was in the room with her. Despite the blindfold she turned her face towards the presence; her fingers clamped around the arms of the chair. Charlotte's nostrils flared, her sense of smell heightened from fear and the inability to see. The perfume told her it wasn't Peter, the scent was definitely not his, it was a more feminine smell...
The following story is going to be at least a 10-parter, with each chapter in a different category. If you enjoy this story, I'm afraid you'll have to go find each part. Hope it's worth it. Part 1: Non-Erotic. Part 2: First Time Part 3: Loving Wives Part 4: Exhib & Voy Part 5: Lesbian Part 6: Interracial Part 7: Letters and Transcripts Part 8: Ro...
"Rachel, I think I will just call it a day and go home." I told my secretary. "Don't forget to call your wife before you go home. She said to make sure I told you to call." "Thanks I will call her from the phone in the truck." I knew it was Ann's day off from work. Since I would be home in ten minutes, I decided not to call and drive on home. Arriving at...
"Are you staring at my ass?" I was sitting in my friend Charlotte's tiny kitchen while she made us a meal. Charlotte has possibly the nicest behind I have ever seen. Someone who is as tall and skinny as Charlotte has no right to have such rounded and firm posterior. But she does, and I was staring at it. Clearly this had not been the first time that I had s...
Charlotte sank down into her chair a little more and brought the pint up to her face to conceal her identity. Her cutting blue eyes followed the man from the door to the bar. His sword hung keenly from his hips, his boots were of worn black leather but were still in great condition. He wore a long, red wool coat with polished gold buttons and his dark wavy h...
Before you read be forewarned: There's no under-age sex. Nothing about religion. No politics. Nobody gets shot or beaten up. No Afghan heroes or Karate experts. And nobody gets taken care of by anybody named Mario. ***** "And the Winner Is?" By Jedd Clampett It's 8:45 p.m. by my watch. Fifteen more minutes, that's all just fifteen minutes and I'd find ou...
It started one evening as we were lying on the couch together. I was flicking through a magazine, feeling vaguely smug with myself about the dinner I'd prepared for the two of us. Anna was browsing through a copy of the local free ads paper. It looked as if she was looking for something in particular, but I had no idea what. "Ah! Here it is! Sarah said it...
Ch. 02—The Babysitter Arrives Kay Andrews was not pleased with the behavior of her two daughters—Karen, 21; and Andrea, 18. When Karen, a popular blonde community-college student had mistreated her sister, Kay thought she could show Karen what happens to even older girls who need some correction by placing Andrea totally in charge of her older sister. Ala...