Maybe it was the sound of wind rustling the tall grass. Or perhaps the heat of a late morning sun. It burned so warm and bright that Elaine could no longer will herself back into that strange, deep dreamless sleep. Soon, all these elements combined to draw her back to the world of the waking. It was then that she suddenly jolted with alarm and the realizatio...
For as long as Jeremy could remember, women had always ignored him. They seemed to never be aware of his presence. In a bar, when he was with his friends, no matter what the situation, he was always invisible to women. He was a virgin, and had not even kissed a girl before. Jeremy was 28 years old, he worked out of his living room, playing around with and r...
Elaine was once a normal woman, young and free willed, as was often the case. And, as is also often the case, one day came where she had to pay the price for her free will. She had decided to go to a new club in town, an underground club that moved from location to location every night. The club had no name. It had no permanent address. You had to be invited...
Less than two minutes after they began, Kevin was already on the verge, his body tensing. Then, as it had been since Elaine could remember, it was over; far too soon for her to derive any pleasure. Though she clung tenaciously to her husband, he paused only briefly before withdrawing and extracting himself from their enfolding embrace. Then, as was his custo...
This is a true story that happened to me a few years ago. I was working in a small village down in Devon and was lodging with a woman in her early forties named Elaine. Elaine was very attractive for her age and she had many younger friends that were about my age (23 at the time). I got on well with Elaine and often thought about having sex with her if the o...
AUTHOR'S NOTE-To my loyal readers, I apologize for not posting a story for 3 months. I've been busy and...ah, you don't want to hear the sordid details of my horrible life, you want to know when I'll be posting again! I'll be submitting the conclusion to this chapter in the next few days (I promise) and then another full chapter very soon. Thank you for your...
I was introduced to Riley's Tavern on my first day at Woodbine Industries. As I was dropping my time card into the slot to punch out one of the guys asked me if I was going to stop for a beer with the guys. I felt no crying need to hurry home so I said okay. He told me that the group usually stopped at Riley's and if I didn't know where it was I could follow...
© 2004 by Penelope Street Last night I dreamed of a dark horse. With the images in my mind both fresh and vivid, I seek the dictionary of dreams I keep in my bedside table, to discover if there is any significance to this particular nighttime vision. I learn a dream of a black horse is a dream of passion. Considering all that has happened in the past few...
Prologue: Once again I like to remind everyone this is a continuous story presented in multiple parts so I recommend reading at least the preceding chapter (or part). As I explained before, each chapter usually starts where the last left off, but minus any background. Which the lack of could make the narrative difficult to follow, or understand. As always,...
We'd talked about this early on in our relationship. But that was maybe 10 years ago at best. Back when we were both young and really adventurous, especially where sex was concerned. It hadn't come up in conversation in a long time. It had suddenly made an appearance again late one night when we were sitting on the couch relaxing after a long day at work for...