Note: you will understand this story a lot better if you read Part One first. *** Chapter Sixteen As I continued to experiment with flashbacks and considered my own ability to transport myself pretty much anywhere, I started to wonder about transporting other people with me not just to times in the past. After careful consideration and a few different att...
NOTE: I have been searching for a female co-author and/or editor for awhile now. This is fun but I want to get better at it and incorporating a female voice and perspective would be a great thing. If you, or someone you know, would be interested, please let me know! ***** This is one of those half-fiction/half-reality "read her signals all wrong" scenario...
NOTE: These chapters are the next follow-ons to the first story. You might want to read "I Know You Are There" along with these. * * * * * Chapter Two The barbecue is about to start. I heard you arrive a few minutes ago. I heard Mom telling you I would be right down. I heard you and Tom, your husband, talking with Mom and Dad. Mom was making some excuses...
(FF,food,anal,bd) Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** I used to think that things just happened. Not for a particular purpose, except maybe that if something could go wrong, it usually would. Then, something happened to change my mind. Ever since, I believed th...
Sara woke up suddenly early in the morning. That was quite a dream, she thought. Yes, there was a solution to meeting her New Year's Day resolution. This weekend, she would put her plans into action. ********** Sara worked at a large medical clinic in the administrative areas. She had heard the doctors talking about their undergraduate years at the nearby...
Paul turned the key and opened the door to the first day of his new venture with hope and prayers for its success. He had sunk everything he owned into this business and thought he had covered all the bases to help make it a winner. For the last few years he had managed a bookstore in the Village which sold all the popular fiction and non-fiction books on th...
Getting the perfect angle of a cumshot when you don't know it's (pardon the pun) coming, is a tricky business. It's not a skill I thought I would ever have to develop, but here I am. I'm Paul, and this is the story of how I came to be the person all my friends call upon to film them fucking. Being a perv is certainly a good starting point. I am a perv. That...
I always remember the first night Tracy introduced me to Steve. I was sat watching some boring documentary on the TV when they both stumbled through the front door laughing drunkenly. The door shook as I heard keys falling on the floor, shoes being kicked off and things being knocked over. "Ohhhhhh hi baby. Did you miss me. Waiting up. Hi. This is Steve."...
Letter 6 Thursday, weather OK, but sky is cloudy Dear V Here are the reasons I am glad you are not here. 1. I get to take out the garbage. Good men always take out the garbage. I think it is some message they get from their fathers. Or perhaps it is a male secondary sex characteristic, like telling puns. Women don't take out the garbage unless they are...
Daniel walked down the road to his girlfriend Katherine's house for what seemed like the hundredth time that summer, eagerly anticipating seeing her answer the door. In all fairness, it wasn't her house, it was her parents, but that hardly mattered. Katherine's parents were gone more often than not, often on some far-flung adventure to some remote island in...