He stood outside of the Water Spot, the bar that took the two and a half floors above the bi-level bathhouse called Afterdark. He thought after last Friday entering Afterdark would be easier, or at least the decision to enter Afterdark would be much easier to make, but in reality the choice he had to make was harder, much harder. The last time he went into t...
The memories seemed to move from her mind and into her fingers as they moved over her body. Images of the room . . . softly lit . . . shadows hiding the pleasures that waited in the dark . . . sounds she could not quite distinguish teasing her ears . . . It was all so real as she remembered the way He had led her down the stairs and into her fantasy. She mov...
William and Rodney were hanging their clothes in a locker. Having been devoured by hordes of female eyes when entering, they decided to 'gay it up', and they swished rather than walked when the rejoined them. Of course, in their case, not much acting was required, as they had experienced some serious bone-on-bone action. William had his arm around Rodney's s...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I would like to thank everyone who provided constructive criticism to the first chapter. Again, I apologize for not putting "Chapter One" on the first segment of the story. For those of you who did not wish for me to continue the story, then you do not have to read the second chapter. As always, your comments are welcome, and I encourage you t...
Chapter 4: Barbie Jo Gets Caught This story is a fantasy story, and with all fantasies we can imagine that no evil exists. That also means no disease, so with no disease to transfer to someone else, no need for protection. Remember it is a fantasy world, in the real world evil and disease exists. Protect yourself. Sunday night with Dave I picked up the ph...
Gina was already in the classroom handing out the exam papers when Lewis arrived, apologetic for his lateness, and his shortness of breath was not improved by his view of his female colleague’s rear. She had rolled up her blonde hair skillfully to reveal more of her smooth neck than he had seen before. From her short dark pleated skirt under a soft black tor...
"Hot Springs Rehabilitation Center," a friendly but familiar female voice said. "Third floor house parent Mrs. J's office please," I said excitedly. "One moment," the voice replied. "Hello?" Mrs. J said in her friendly southern accent. "Hey Mrs. J, it's Karen, Mat around?" I asked happily. "He sure is, I just saw him a few minutes ago heading to his roo...
Chapter 4 Day 4 - A fantasy fulfilled but hers or His? Kaitlin awoke late the next morning with her Papa's arms still around her. They had both napped after the encounter with Monica. The rest of the evening had been spent just talking and getting to know one another more in depth until the wee hours of the morning. Andrew now knew more about her than any...
F. Scott Fitzgerald once wrote, "The rich are different from you and me." He then listed examples of their extravagance in a clearly negative tone. Of course, from the standpoint of the rich their lifestyle is perfectly normal and not cause for any commentary. In sexual matters rich and poor should be equal but even here the rich are different. They enjoy t...
*Yet another story I wrote for my lady a while back, this one is a little particular. You'll see what I mean. Do leave a comment or a favorite if you want to see more like this, and I do take requests (If I like the ideas) so feel free to contact me too. Enjoy* P1 The northern winds blow across the snow covered hills just outside of town, the sun reflect...