June 2, 1999 My name is Claude Simmons for those who are wondering. Last week I got to recollecting my sex life and decided it was pretty decent. Good enough to write about in fact. Reviewing my life this past week has been exciting, and now I want to share these stories with some strangers. I'm going to tell these erotic tales to the best of my abilities....
Tim gains direction The marathon sex evening, or more precisely night, was a last week memory for Tim. Life had dramatically changed. He now had an eager group of female company which, although not openly flirting for his attention, made it quite clear that 'word had passed around' and that he was quite welcome to advance towards them if he desired. Tim fel...
Naked Girl - Chapter 3: First Super Caper THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY Feedback is desired but please be kind and constructive. ------------------------------------------- Even a Naked super girl has to go to school if she wants to keep her secret identity. Marya certainly wasn't about to give up the rest of her life just because she had...
Author's Note: This series builds off of elements of the previous Panic Moon series. To get the full experience, it is recommended, though not necessary, to read that one first. Hi again, readers! Here's the new Rising: you know the deal, I love all your feedback, votes etc, so please keep sending them! I won't ramble on, with that out of the way: enjoy! K...
Chapter 15: So Sapien Deirdre’s Story It’s obvious that if someone is after our children, they are probably after the other children of the next generation as well. Andrew is quite prolific. Before he is through he may well have another place in the Book of World Records. We want to notify the parents of these children. Andrew was reluctant to use email...
Chapter 12: My Kitten and Her Forget-me-nots With no visible hesitation and a diligence that was quite impressive, she had taken up the housekeeping and homemaking roles of a wife. These seemed to come quite naturally to her, and she embarked on each new thing like it was an exciting new adventure. She took special delight in calling me "Captain" and, when...
Part I Henry Naismith walked confidently into the hotel lounge. His smooth muscled chest rippled under the freshly pressed white button-down Polo shirt that was his trademark. With sleeves rolled up two turns and just so, the stainless Rolex Submariner on his right wrist standing in bold relief on his deeply tanned arm, he seemed a man on a mission. Outside...
Sensuality hanging in the air: it was a thought. A solitary nagging question of 'What if I did?' They'd written to each other and talked about it, of course, but somehow the situation had never quite arisen: timing, mood, other events getting in the way. For the most part, the thought never surfaced, buried now in the layers of friendship, the discussion...
"I'm sorry ma'am, your card has been declined," the barista said and she didn't bother to look uncomfortable or sympathetic. She was bored, ugly, chubby, and probably took pleasure in Keli's humiliation. There were about ten people behind Keli and she felt her ears get red under her blonde hair. Keli dug through her purse and tried to find her other card. T...
It was after lunch the next day when I finally got to talk to Geet again. She smiled and gave me a small hug. "You are almost one of us." I was still sore from the caning. "Does a woman have to be whipped every time a man wants sex?" I asked quietly. Geet gave me a look of surprise. "Of course not. Its necessary for the woman to show she is ready but not...