James was no nerd. I mean, he certainly wasn't a jock either - he was something in between. He made most of his friends outside school and was a nobody to most of his classmates. He did his thing, they did theirs, and nobody minded. One of his favorite subjects had always been chemistry. He'd fallen in love with it in middle school, and today - just a cou...
Note: All action in the story takes place among characters all over the age of 18. ***** "Good seeing you again, Ms. Brown. Have a great night." I ran her order of some inspirational books and some trinkets through the barcoder. "Oh, now, call me Lori, please," she said, grinning at us as she headed her wheelchair out to the parking lot. "Uh, oh, Ok Lor...
1. The brown wooden door had a glass inset that distorted the images coming through it, like the ones used for shower doors or bathroom windows. It suited the second floor of the slightly run-down building on Mine St. The glass announced Therapeutic Massage in three inch black letters and underneath it said "Richard Dillon, MsT" Beneath Richie's name was "E...
Veronica was pissed off. She had just heard from her sister that her niece was leaving her prep school and wanted to move out of state. While she certainly didn't mind her niece coming to live with her for a while (she knew that her niece was already 19 & only had a couple of months left in school), she was pissed about the reason that her sister gave her....
This is a work which is not based on any real persons or events. If you are not of legal age to read erotic fiction, please leave now and do not continue reading. For everyone else, I hope that you enjoy it and have fun. All materials presented herein copyright the author. Thanks for all of the positive feedback on the first installment! Elliot spent...
See also "Barbi made to bend over" which describes the events that made me tell this tale. Some men stare at my breasts but men do not have to carry them day in day out. These men make me feel ashamed of my body and my breasts make me feel tired, especially at night simply because they have become so heavy. I always wanted to be like other girls but my mo...
"So Dad how was it?" Kelly, Matt's daughter asked as he came through the front door. Matt set down his bags. "Not even a hello or I missed you?" "Sorry, Dad." She gave him a hug. "I'm glad you're home. Did you have a good time?" "Yes, yes I did." He reached into his wallet. "Remember the $10 you gave me? Here it is back." Kelly looked disappointed. "And...
This is the first in a series featuring Cara, a middle aged librarian with a loathing of men and a particular fondness for young women, especially those who choose to keep their bodies natural. Such is her hatred of men that even though she is blessed with an enormous bosom she keeps her breasts strapped down and minimized so she doesn't have to endure the l...
It was that top she wore. She wasn't thin. She was pushing ample. She had curves that unsettled and provoked. She knew this, I imagined, and she dressed to disguise her figure. That was what started me. That top. I knew the theory of a ruffled front thanks to an ex-girlfriend and hours of forced makeover TV shows on Sunday afternoons: the ruffles hid breasts...
I heard a lot of the guys in the grand room watching pre-game. I saw no one on my way to my room. When I sat down on my bed and exhaled....that flush of awareness bounced thru me, got my balls roiling again. "Fuck yeah," I said to my reflection. I stripped and with one thought went to the showers: I wanted to show off...I stood in the shower toying, for a...