I had always had a thing for a younger friend of the family. I have known her for about 5 years at this point and have essentially wanted to fuck her since the first time that I saw her. She has this amazing complexion and sexiness about her that few can claim. She gives off this innocent country girl vibe, that I could always see turning to an absolute whor...
My knees were trembling a mile a minute when I heard the knock on the door. I knew we were both excited and we both desperately wanted each other, but, still, it was the first time we were meeting each other. Normal first date jitters on what was definitely not a normal first date. I was in a safe, boring and unfulfilling marriage kept alive for the sake o...
Okay, so it's been forever and a day since I've posted anything. Life has a way of intruding in my best-laid plans, and it turns out that I'm unwilling to give up the frequent flyer miles which seem to accompany that happening. That said, this is a flash story which was inspired by all those "Loving Wives" tales which include the well-meaning or busybody sec...
The man at the bar was well dressed even for the Embarcadero. His suit and tie were high fashion and tailored to fit his well built physique. By the look of him he was a bit of a playboy, but on second glance there was something else about him, something mysterious. He had been sitting at that particular bar for two hours always glancing towards a table in t...
I have written fiction for twenty-five years: published three novels and a collection of short and novella-length stories, as well as have a desk-full of novels and short stories in progress. Below I have summarized the questions aspiring authors ask me and my answers to them. Hope this helps you write better stories. Plot: All well written stories follow...
The Interview "Please come in and have a seat. Thank you for participating in the project...Elsebeth, is it? "Yes, Elsebeth. You're welcome, Doctor, it's a pleasure." "You do understand that this interview will be recorded?" "Yes." "And that the university must keep your identity anonymous?" "I understand." "Alright. Try to relax and be completely hon...
After we reached back, Lucy went to her room I was going towards my room and I passed from the room of Ms. Jane. I glanced through the curtains and saw her changing her dress. Oh, what an erotic sight. While changing she placed her hand on her bent knee, with her bottom towards me, and then slowly lowered her skirt, and laid it on the floor, so as to expos...
I couldn't stop thinking about Shelley, my super-hot MILF hand therapist who I'd been going to for treatment of a thumb injury. Early one morning, before others arrived, this 50-something, thick-bodied beauty provided a most unique method of easing my suffering: She used her incredibly sexy old feet to make me cum, after getting out of me I couldn't masturba...
Soap Opera The suspense is getting to me as I wait, legs spread and attached to the floor, arms spread and stretched above my head, blindfolded and naked. Was I so annoying to Ellen that she needed to keep me away from her like this? I'm wondering what's in store for me, when I hear something. I think a door is opening. I sense that someone is near me. (I h...
This Epistle is part of the "Epistle To My Lady" series that I have written, which complements the series "Epistle To My Captain" by RedHairedandFriendly. I have enjoyed, do enjoy, and hope to keep enjoying the process of writing these stories with her. I hope that you, the readers, enjoy it as well. 9/30/10: My lady, I sincerely apologize for my parano...