Author's note: I know, I know! I've been neglecting you, and I'm really sorry. Mea culpa. To make it up, this one's just for you. (You know who you are). *** There you are! Found me at last, and not a moment too soon. I've been waiting here for you to make out with, you know. Alone, tonight? Me too. Shall we have some fun together? Okay, why don't we dump...
This is the second chapter in the story. Please read chapter one, if you haven't already. Enjoy. —————————— I woke up naked in a strange bedroom and jumped out of bed before I remembered where I was. This was Miss S's flat, and I was in her guest room. The events of the previous night swept into my mind. It hadn't been a dream, it had really happened. I h...
This is a standalone story, unrelated to my Kristy or my Little Miss Cutie stories. As I've said in some of my other stories, when I write, you'll find it is 95% story, and 5% sex. This story doesn't actually describe any sexual encounters, but focuses more on embarrassing nudity. I don't necessarily enjoy stories that focus too much on detailed description...
Father Charles' Unusual Sunday Brunch Chapter 1, The Invitation Father Charles Dodson, the thirty year old pastor of St. Joseph's Catholic Church, was sitting at the dining table in the rectory kitchen waiting patiently for his lunch to be served. He was wearing skimpy but comfortable running shorts, tennis shoes with short socks, and a loose fitting light...
Carroll MacGregor sipped his beer and stared out over the party crowd. He had no idea what he was doing here. He normally didn't attend these parties thrown by the jocks. The only reason he was here was his friend Steven had talked him into coming. There were a few of reasons why he didn't like coming to these parties. One was that he just wasn't much of a...
Chapter 8: The Party A male servant answered the door, and, giving Timothy a quick and puzzled glance, escorted them inside. Clare's house was over-the-top and opulent to say the least. The floors were made of fine marble, the ceilings were high, there was a huge crystal chandelier in the foyer, and statues and fine art seemed sprinkled around almost everyw...
I logged into my social networking site and began skimming through the new posts. All of a sudden, I noticed a reply on one of my local groups. Could it be? The face looked so familiar. Rob! Sure enough, this guy's name was Rob. Same last name too. The memories came flooding back. We worked together. He was a year younger than me and I was his boss. He was...
Hindsight truly is 100 percent. I suppose I should have been suspicious the first time my wife came home from her job in the art gallery bubbling over a new patron. But when you trust somebody completely, and she's never given you the slightest worry in the 17 years you've been together, your initial inclination is to give her a little slack. My initial in...
I awoke to a thunderstorm. Lightning filling my bedchamber as I stand and move to the window. The flashes of lightning fill the sky and the haze of rain makes it impossible to see the city in the distance. I set my jaw in thought and reflect on things, something I did a lot these days. My mind wanders while I stand there alone. I shift my gaze to the large...
Preface: As a big fan of erotic literature, I wanted to finally put something together to post online. I tend to be a bit more on the cheesy romantic side of things and hope I didn't go too overboard with it here. I tend to get a bit detail oriented and thus have tried my absolute best to ensure there are no spelling, grammatical, or punctuation mistakes, ho...