Saturday Saturday began bright and early, but I was sound asleep. I had gotten in late and was still very tired. I woke up at the crack of noon. The sunshine was annoyingly bright through the window. Emily was sleeping beside me, dead to the world. This time, we were both naked. The naughty little thrill that gave me prevented me from going back to sleep. G...
Author's Note: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know it's been like three months since the last chapter. I don't really have a good defense for it taking so long. The only thing I can say is that the delay wasn't for lack of trying. Trust me, there are at least three or four drafts of this chapter lying around, each one a minimum of ten pages (most upwards of thirty). Th...
Author's note: This story was requested by NaztyNate98, who wanted a crossdresser on Halloween story. I hope that all who read if find it enjoyable. This is to be my first homoerotic story. Spoiler alert, it gets kinda gay. So, if you are not into that sort of thing, I'd advise you to perhaps select another story. * "What the actual fuck was I thinking?" I...
Heather Pearce is the prettiest girl in school. She has long blonde hair, that she usually wears in a ponytail, and blue eyes, the color of the summer sky. That much I know by looking at her. She's 5'5" tall, weighs 120 pounds, has a 3.95 grade point average, has a perfect attendance record, and not a single detention. That I know from hacking into the scho...
All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over the legal age of consent when the events took place. Part 04 - The Holiday =============== We spent a few days deciding where we wanted to go. We both wanted somewhere lively, but at the same time we wanted somewhere where we could have some quiet time together. In the end we settle...
Chapter 1 - Fresh Klaxon sounds of alarms roared with ferocity as smoke poured from the entrance of a white marbled two story building. Police cars had swarmed the area, blocking off the sidewalks and streets, their sirens sounding off in accompaniment to the building's wailing. The police had their weapons Un-holstered and pointed at the entrance, keeping...
When I wrote Part 1 of this story, I decided not to delay you with the details of how the characters met and made a (crazy) life together but, rather, to just dive right into their exploits at the peak of their time together. There was a beginning and there will be an end but, for now, we continue with their adventures. In the previous chapter Ray and Anasta...
I remember those words as clearly today as when Carol Brown said them to me back in 1969, and I remember just about everything else that happened during that summer just as if it had happened yesterday. "Ain't wearin' no bra," the blonde teenager had said to me as she stood nervously in front of me out behind my barn, shifting her weight from foot to foot a...
I'm going to try to fix the next scene this week and post it. No guarantees. My life is so chaotic right now it's hard to find time to breath. If I don't fix it this week than I will just go ahead and post the rest of the story next weekend. "The first draft of anything is shit." ― Ernest Hemingway Damien lay perfectly still on the soft down comforter o...
Yes, it was anger. Lashing out with her feet, the girl attempted to kick her captors as they dragged her back to their spot on the deserted beach. But they merely laughed and held her more tightly, moving easily out of range. She even tried biting the hands gripping her wrists, but the older man simply grabbed her shoulder-length brown hair and pulled her...