Note to reader: The stories previously posted in the series "Jack Awakens" and "Jack's Exploits" were originally the opening chapters of a book which I had started writing over the last few months. I have now decided to post the entire book, which traces the sexual development of a high school boy during his senior year, hopefully at the rate of one chapter...
This story is obviously of a fictional nature. It is not suitable for anybody under the age of 18. I hope you enjoy it. Feel free to email me with any thoughts or comments that you may have on this piece. This is part of a series that will take place over the course of nearly a decade involving various women of the wrestling business. My name is Chuck Wil...
Sequel to One Weekend in October and Another Weekend With David. Many of you have written in, some with overtly personal critiques of my writing and others wanting to know if these stories are true while those few criticize me for "hanging it" all out there. These stories are true and I appreciate having this outlet. * * * * * Well, her we are two weeks a...
This is a true story. My name is Jessica and I've been a cross-dresser pretty much all my life. I still remember my first time with a guy. During college I'd often get dressed up and call these phone dating lines that are free for girls. The guys had to pay but the girls didn't. I've always had a knack for speaking like a girl so I'd call and pretend to be...
The sun had no more than dropped beneath the horizon, hiding its golden rays, when the young couple pulled their old Lincoln Continental onto the shoulder of the deserted county road just outside Barrensfield, a small village on the outskirts of Kingston, Ontario. The driver, Chris, a young, average looking man barely out of his adolescence with a dark compl...
* * * * * * INTRODUCTION * * * * * * So I'm trying to be tidier now! And also very, very carefully not to be advertisey, so I hope this next bit makes sense... So sometimes when I write stuff down in the places where I happen to write things down, they are just made-up stories, and fun, and that's all they are. And sometimes they're actually true. And peo...
I would like to read more stories with wool fetish as a theme, like some of the stories submitted by Smother or Maude. That being the case; I have tried to write a story in the same vein myself. Comments and improvements are appreciated. It was winter and bitterly cold outside. I was leaving my home town on a late-night flight to go to university, unsure of...
Iris peered into the cold starry night, inhaling the smell of ozone from the lightning storm that had just passed. Atop what she took to be an old grocery store from it's faded signs, an eerie quiet reigned. Alone with her thoughts, she leaned on the ledge of the roof and peered out to the city her people were no longer part of. Once upon a time this city ha...
H leaned back from D, propped herself up on her elbows and said "I want you to show me." They had been kissing and groping each other on top of the bed for several wonderful minutes, their hands and lips greedily exploring each others bodies. It had been nearly two weeks since their last tryst and they been all over one another the instant he latched the do...
This is part of a series. It should make sense by itself, but the preceding Angel stories will help. Please enjoy; as always your comments are welcome. It seemed as if Thien had had enough sex, and just wanted to talk. I was happy to talk, happy to be part of whatever game she thought of. But I thought I knew what I wanted... We went to all the local c...