So there I stood, wondering exactly how I had come to be there, in the bathroom of the hotel room of the young man who stood behind me, my bikini top and bottom lying on the bathroom floor and me bent over the washbasin holding onto the taps, naked, well apart from my high heeled sandals. I was shaking slightly and wet from where he had just made me nearly p...
"The Principal wants to see Mike Spencer," Louis Broderick's smirk showed his feelings. Just being the messenger for Mr Hess, the Principal , made him feel all superior and virtuous over me. He was one of those fat, dorky kids, who were no good at sports and not bright enough to do more than scrape into Community College. I was the opposite, near six foot, s...
*Author's note: I had originally intended for chapter 7 to be the final chapter in the Drama Bomb arc, but it's grown so long I decided to break it up into two parts. As with all my stories, Sarkopheros has been a huge inspiration to me, as well as donating his time and considerable storytelling ability to help me polish and edit my work. If you enjoy this s...
I understood when I wrote the first chapter of this story that it wouldn't be for everyone. I write for me. The characters and scenarios which turn me on. There's no other way to do it. But it's worth noting I never intended to leave Luke in the precarious position depicted at the end of the first chapter forever. Already five pages long, it made sense to po...
"I saw you and Jasmine on TV this weekend," Jen said to Mike when he arrived Monday morning. "Are you two better?" "I think the jury's still out," Mike joked with an uneasy laugh. "Those functions aren't much fun." "The worldwide opening of a new production of La Bohème, that's not fun?" Jen said with an incredulous laugh. "You'd rather watch baseball?" "...
" . . . Idiot savants are illiterate, they are untrainable, Yet, they have access to a particular field of knowledge where they appear to be infallible" ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ Della tidied up the extra bedroom for Mikey. Her 3 year old granddaughter Chichi always left it a mess. She wiped all the finger prints off the TV. And checked to make...
Prologue I want to express that this is in fact a love story, or rather, a story of unconventional and unlikely love, which I attest happened purely coincidentally, by way of my own curiosity and a sense of indiscriminate compassion. I met Kim shortly after the construction of my house began four summers ago; I bought the tract of land adjacent to her ow...
It was five thirty in the morning when Ramesh woke up from his sleep. He wanted to go back to his beauty sleep but was arrested by the excellent, innocent beauty of his wife. Sukanya was sleeping in her light coloured nightdress and was displaying the aura of her attractiveness at peak levels. She was just like an angel with her delicate, fine features. The...
Hi, Happy New Year to all the readers. This is the next installment of my new series. Needless to say, as all of my stories, all the characters are above eighteen and the story is purely fictitious. I have enjoyed writing the story and i hope you will enjoy reading it. And please provide feedback, which is like air for us authors. Thank you. ***** Lavi sat...
Author's Note: This story is a continuation of three other stories. Some time back I received an email from a fan telling me how much she liked my stories. A week later she sent me another email commenting on another story of mine. Then she said that she wished she could write: * "I've turned into one of your slut wives. If I could write I could probably m...