Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
That day, a Friday in June, is emblazoned on my memory as though it were yesterday. Quite what it was about Angie that made my skin tingle like a teenager's in love I could not say. I wondered later. Maybe there had been a sign. Maybe the source of that fatal attraction was something deep within me that recognized, even though it could not know, that she wa...
Authors note: I strongly urge you to read all of the preceding chapters. With the context they provide, this chapter and those that follow will be much more enjoyable for you. Without knowing the characters and from whence they sprang the story may not make much sense. Many of the chapters contain highly erotic scenes of adults having intimate sexual relatio...
The City Of Angels, Spring 2008 This is the last part of this story. Our hero is anxious to show up for more sex and chaos at a future time. Part 6 was long so it was published as 6a, 6b, and 6c. It seems than many missed 6c, click on the Author's name above if you missed one. Chapters 49, 50 and 51 include sex. ***** Chapter 48. Figuratively Butt-Fucki...
I knew it would be too bright, but it needed to be done sooner or later. I might as well get it over with. I opened my eyes ever so slightly. Damn, it was really way too bright. The damn saltwater contributed what it could to the sting. I tried to rub my eyes to ease it, but soon realized that was a mistake. My hands were just as wet as my face, and all they...
The blind shall lead the halt. No, wait... I GREW UP IN half a dozen rundown trailer parks around Shiner and Sweet Home, Texas. My folks were killed by a drunk driver when I was nine; unfortunately, the drunk driver was my father. Their estate consisted of a maxed-out MasterCard and a drawerful of unpaid bills, later joined by vaguely threatening letters fr...
EARLIER: Part I - Foreplay: On my first visit outside Europe during my college years, during a 3-month exchange programme, I was introduced to the exotic allure of a rustic Indian woman. My part-time maid, Meena, a village woman working in Bombay, acquainted me with the erotic secrets of her body and a subtle journey into the salacious depths of her soul, th...
This story follows the lives of several of the characters in Whose Fault Was It. It should be free standing but there is useful information in the previous story lines. Again I know this isn't perfect in grammar and spelling. I do appreciate all constructive posts that will help me improve. Thanks ***** JILL TRENTON Jill Stanley Trenton drove away wi...
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! * * * * * * *...
We decided to play it cool for the rest of the flight. Vessa laughed it off but I could tell she was very embarrassed about our restroom escapades being made public knowledge. She hid in my shoulder almost the entire flight and tried to sleep. Though she was pretty restless, she managed to sleep for the rest of the flight. I woke up when the seat-belt annou...