The story picks up at the end of Week 10 of Brinna & Zach's Human Sexuality class. ***** I pulled into the parking lot of the Mexican restaurant just after 7 pm, to meet Zach and his grandpa for dinner. I'd let myself get a few minutes behind schedule due to changing my outfit too many times. Then I'd tried to make up the time by driving too fast....
Part 4 -- Life with Grandpa The plane touched down uneventfully and being a domestic flight there was no customs inspection. I wheeled my luggage tote through the arrivals area seeking a taxi stand which I found in short order. My grandparents lived in the more rural part of the state and had been farmers. They sold off most of their land as their children...
Although this story can be read on its own, I suggest you first read Justice Ch. 01 and Justice Ch. 02 to get the full context of what is happening here. Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly a...
We drove north, always north through countless towns and burgs, arriving at the beach a little before noon. I offered him a hand, helping him get out of the car. I handed my mother a mass of beach towels, assigned carrying the cooler to my fiancée and off we went, trekking down the slopes to the water. I took his arm as we walked, slowly, very slowly, toward...
I suggest you read Part1. It will explain the characters and events so far. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are more than welcome and very much appreciated. Please enjoy this continuation of the life of the Randals and Eagle's Nest. ******************** "Who's Chante?" Ten year old James asked. "She is one of our ancestors," Lewis answered...
This story contains interracial, dom/sub, t-girls, crossdressing/sissification, impregnation and bondage. This story is fantasy. I like to stretch the limits of what's possible, so don't expect pure realism. For clarity: In my story, a t-girl is someone with a completely female appearance, but with male sex organs (so no hermaphrodites in the story). In...
My eyes fluttered open. The bedroom was bathed in sunlight, silent but for the serene sounds of nature filtered through the window panes. Jenny, my wife, was still asleep, cradled in my arms. The gentle, peaceful rhythm of her breathing was a sharp contrast to the wildness which she'd engaged in last night. It was Sunday morning, our last day in town. The...
======================= He loves her family, one of them, perhaps too much. Several years ago, I read Penasweapon's My Perverted Life, and it gave me an idea for a story, which I jotted down. It's taken quite a while to get it finished, my original notes are from 2010, so it's been percolating a while. The Alzheimer's and dementia described isn't wholly a...
Thanks to my editor, Nymphwriter, and my loyal beta readers who found my errors and made suggestions to improve my story. Any other errors you may find are mine alone. * * * It's said that opportunity only knocks once, and am I ever lucky I answered that knock. Looking back, though, my childhood wasn't all that lucky. Dad and mom both worked to provide eno...
The allure of an older man is undeniable for some young women. The realization that this attraction even exists may not be apparent until you meet that special person, and the time and circumstances are right. It's not always lusting at first sight, but eventually, you reach the point when at the sight of him, you become wet with desire, and all you think ab...