Chapter 3 It had to happen Four days later The bittersweet frustration has faded just enough to let me focus on other things. If anything, I'm a bit peeved that he led me on. If I ever see him again an appropriately disinterested communication will have to be formulated, not rejecting or huffy, just neutral. Business like, which is what I always would like...
Mistress carolyn patted me on the head and said i did good. Then she sent me home. The chastity belt still on me, and the cucumber still in my bottom. I logged on line yet no e-mails from Mistress carolyn. It was 4 days before she sent me another e-mail. Hello my pet i bet you thought i had forgot about you. i replied with a yes Mistress i was be...
"Paul? You don't have to invite us to dinner every Sunday." "I know. We just like having you guys come over." "You're already on tap to win 'Best Brother of the Year" award again, so it's not like you need to keep looking out for me." "Abby? I know you can take care of yourself—and Trevor. That's never even been a concern. But you're my sister. We're fami...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. @@@@ Todd Tonicetti wearily packed the box, checking each item against the order form. Then, he made sure the label m...
I had the skinny, sexy redhead's 18th birthday circled on my calendar at work, in a big, fat red circle. Working at an IT company with mostly males and ugly women (sorry, it's true), and with my wife not exactly being an eye-catcher any more these days, it was easy to fixate on Riona. She looked pretty traditional Irish, with long red hair mostly down to he...
It had been a long, bumpy flight, I hadn't slept, and I was feeling skeevy around the edges. Needed something to hone that edge off, so I stopped at an old friend's up in Laurel Canyon before going to my hotel and picked up a few joints. Decent stuff, but I wished I'd brought my tin from New York – unfortunately, not with airport security these days. Anyway...
Here are Chapters One, Two and Three. This is during the summer of 1974. Lenore lives in the same building as Paul. She has been inviting him to her apartment when her aunt isn't there. She turned eighteen the previous winter (I think I placed it in December) and he turned nineteen in May. ***** On the Tuesday after the college party, Lenore invited me to...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 30). This story c...
If this story seems familiar it's no surprise. I am re-working a previously published one (Fake Memories of a Desert Rave - Darcie). The viewpoint was changed from first to third person, and the story will no longer focus on experiences at Burning Man. Instead, the idea that emerged from the original story will be fleshed out, turning this into a Fantasy sto...
I met Jo soon after graduating from college several years ago. I've always had a fetish for Asian women who are petite and soft-spoken. There is something about their complexion and small framed bodies that I find irresistible along with my preference for women with small breasts. From the first time I set my eyes on Jo, I was immediately attracted to her da...