That Saturday I walked around almost dazed waiting for Eva to show up. I knew she had my address but I hadn't told her when to come over. I spent most of the afternoon playing video games and it wasn't until later in the evening that I heard the doorbell. I jumped up and ran over to the door, but before opening I took a deep breath and gathered myself. Eva s...
Part I –Total and complete fascination NOTE: This story contains, among other things, male on male sex. If you find that offensive, please move to another story. The club was located in a very trendy part of town littered with BMW's driven by yuppies fresh from the gym wearing the latest fashions. They were in that prime of life, after college before kids....
She stepped onto the platform and looked around, it was quiet and deserted as most stations are at midnight only party goers and late workers are using the tube at this hour usually. She stood looking at the information bar that indicated that the next Central line train was due in 3 minutes and heading out to West Ruislip. That's my train she thought to he...
For most people, Friday nights were normally a celebration to the end of the working week. An evening highlighted by friends, dates, and late nights in bars. Not for Katie. Katie sat alone in her apartment. Working from her bed, a sea of mangled sheets. The only light in the room radiated from her laptop that rested upon her slender thighs. Her fingers rh...
I took in a deep but shaky breath as I prepared myself for what was about to happen. I stole a brief glance into Kael's eyes then looked to Izadora for support. "I've been having these dreams, nightmares really, and they keep repeating themselves. I haven't slept well since they started and it's really starting to take a toll on me. I have absolutely no id...
My name is Bill Jackson. I am a 42 year old manager in a construction firm in Los Angeles. I had met my wife, Ellen, 12 years ago when she was 21 and worked as a file clerk outside my office. What had caught my eye were the tight jeans she wore that hugged her shapely ass. She also had a nice set of tits. Nothing fantastic but I had guessed they were 34 C'...
This is the conclusion to this short story, although I will continue with the main plot line in other stories at some time in the future. I hope you've enjoyed it. And yes, for those of you who care, I'm working on "Why". ***** "Are you ready? Everything packed that you want to take?" asked Mark as he rushed by Donna, grabbing some last minute items from t...
The events described in this essay are true from my own life experiences. The characters are eighteen years of age or older and only their names have been changed. * When my wife was in her last year of high school, she and a fellow classmate were trying to gain membership into the National Honor Society which they did accomplish at the end of the year. T...
The story that follows is built essentially on a real life event. This fact allowed me to write the story in one evening without having to use a lot of imagination. Of course the names are changed and a little poetic license has been used. Most of you readers are too young to remember an old radio show hosted by Mr. Anthony. People would call in to Mr. Ant...
This story is entirely fictional, as are most of my stories. I hope you enjoy it. *************************** She sat there, waiting for me as I approached her. She was beautiful, the light shining over her body in the afternoon sun. She didn't move as I traced a finger over her, caressing her, getting to know her. I'd never touched a girl like this before...