This happened to me about 35 years ago, when I was around 20. The announcement came over the tannoy, all flights from London Heathrow were delayed. The fog was settling in. I reread the same newspaper page again and sighed. So close to leaving, I'd even made it to the departure gate for my trip to Paris. Across from my gate was another clutch of passengers...
Copyright @ All rights reserved, 2011 Thanks to Doug, Elliot, Jimmy and Pepper... Chapter 2: California Dreaming "C'mon, we're leaving. You, too, Mrs. Shocley." As they walked outside, Cindy saw Jeff and moved behind Greg. She preferred Greg to the policeman she had been having sex with each Friday. 'Oh God,' she thought, 'I don't want him to see me....
Something happened to me recently that changed me. I feel like a door to my sexuality has been opened. Maybe I was repressed, I don't know. I only know that I look at women differently now, and think of myself as a woman differently. My story will make an impression on you as well, at least if you are excited by cunnilingus. I learned that I care about this...
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. This story could appear in a number...
Introduction: Mika is the newest member of the Sorority, with me only a few days when I gave her these two assignments. She asked if she could combine them into one day's play and I said yes. She has played with exhibitionism before, often. But these earlier events were limited to brief displays, a flash of nudity and retreat, and nothing else. Here she was...
Akemi was performing in a dance recital at the college. I barely knew her then but really wanted to see. I'd come to the auditorium but had gotten hung up by students asking questions after class, arrived late, missed her part. We talked afterward. I said I hoped to see her dance later, asked if another chance would come soon. She said yes, a performance was...
Avi Rosenthal slipped quietly through the shadows, moving with deliberate slowness from one pool of inky darkness to the next - and while he looked ahead his senses told him to slow down and look in his wake. The same urgent intuition that now informed his every move told him he was being followed - again - as he moved to the meeting place. But by whom? Rum...
Freja & Jeanie Disclaimer: Welcome to Freja & Jeanie. This story is part of my larger story cycle, commonly known as "The Alexaverse." As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty-shots courtesy of Freja and Jeanie are directed at my long-suffering editor and Beta-reader, who makes sure my grammar is on point. Constructive reviews and critiques are w...
Margaret's Story: How to heal a broken heart It was an usually cold day for late June and Margaret couldn't stand being cooped up in her 4th floor apartment all alone any longer, while her beach bag lay by the door, gathering dust. "Fucking Denmark!" She said to no one in particular. "Why did I let that girl talk me into moving here after all?" Margaret h...
I was more sauced than usual that evening, perhaps because I was aware that I had little time left that summer with Magda and I could use something to relax, given the stress of dealing with her determination to get her way. I had to fight my own natural desire to fuck her in her sweet pussy, which could have resulted in pregnancy by her old man, so she alre...