This story is dedicated to a lady I know only as Passion. She entered my life just a few short weeks ago and has revived my spirits in ways I never believed possible. It is based on two of the erotic fantasies she shared with me. I hope that she and you will enjoy reading as much as I have creating this piece for her! You arrive at my house promptly at 10:...
Chapter Three—Dr. Doctor David Doctor, Ph.D. reminded Tessa of James Earl Jones. Big and tall and black, with a very authoritative voice. He was also very kind. "Dr. Doctor?" Tessa inquired as the large man entered. "There's no need to call me Dr., Miss Truman. I'm not a medical doctor, merely a Ph.D. despite the unfortunate surname. Pleased to meet you."...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
Mrs. Blanding felt too embarrassed to take off her panties for Dr. James, even a professional who sees women naked every day. Shyness overcame her, and she covered herself with the examination gown. "I think that's good for now, doctor," Daisy told the doctor. "I'll try what you said first." "Very well, Mrs. Blanding, I think we made some progress today. I...
Chapter Fifteen—The Ladies Room Two days later Tess walked into an FNS Bank's ladies room stall to discover Donny there waiting for her. He clamped his hand over Tess's mouth to stifle the scream, as Larry entered the stall and began tearing her clothes off. The boys had been deprived of this much-anticipated sandwich act in the gymnasium and were determine...
"It's a minor injury. Her left leg is fractured and her hip has taken some damage. But she will be fine," the doctor reported, as she flipped through the pages of the reports, which were handed to her by the nurse. Kate and I sighed in relief. I turned to look at Sarah, who was still unconscious and breathing softly, her leg in a plaster cast. It dawned upo...
Chapter 9 A Change in the Outlook I made a pit stop at my townhouse for some clean clothes, showered, shaved, changed and headed back to Ali's home. I was on a high. Last night and this morning had been an amazing experience and I wanted more. Ali made it plain that she wanted more as well. Considering how my world had collapsed less than a year ago, it see...
I did not choose to write this story. I feel like I was possessed by this eighteenth century woman whom made me write this. She stopped me while I was working on a series of stories which I felt was nearing its end and would not let me go back to it until I finished her story. I mean, she wouldn't even let me write a complete sentence of my story during th...
While I was on holiday a few months ago, I had a small accident in the swimming pool. I bumped my hip against the steps when I was climbing out. There was a fairly large bruise beginning to develop just underneath the waistband of my swimming trunks when I got back to the hotel room. Susan, my wife, insisted that I needed to get the hotel doctor to check it...
It was Chelsea's first visit to the gynecologist. She had just turned 18 and since she was not sexually active she found no reason to go before. She was a very attractive and petite young woman. She didn't want her parents to know about the visit because they would think she was having sex. Her friend Elena told her about the clinic and that she should go ju...