Note to First-Time Readers: This is the continuing story about the sexual development of Tom Connors, a now-24 year old man who grew up in a small town and is now a post-graduate student in electrical engineering at a state university. You will understand him better if you read chapters 1 and 2. Very briefly, Tom thought he was becoming impotent. He sought c...
Copyright© 2019 by Richard Gerald This story is submitted for the writer's workshop story group sponsored by Eric. The topic was to write a story involving a strong woman. Those who have read my earlier stories will recognize I borrowed some of the minor characters from that earlier work. Feel free to criticize and comment. If you email me directly, I will...
Do you ever wonder how and why things happen the way that they do? Well I used to, but I've learned over the years that regardless of how much we try to plan our lives; fate always has a way of stepping in and throwing a wrench into the works and dictating otherwise. At least, that's how it was for me. My name is Tom McNeal. I'm 46 years old, stand 6'3" tal...
Bob Murphy sat in the waiting room in the R.P.M. Cancer Clinic and watched the young mother and her son. It tugged at Bob's heart to see the 6 or 7 year old boy looking at a fishing magazine and excitedly point out different pictures to his mother. The thing that tore at his heart was the frailness of the child and the totally bald head. The boy looked up at...
The drive from Marta's home office back to my apartment took only about half an hour. Fortunately, traffic was light. By the time I pulled into my parking space at the apartment, I was feeling surprisingly invigorated. Marta had found no plagiarism concerns in my thesis, and then in an effort to help explain both my 'gift' and the reason for Emily's aggres...
On my way to my first Monday class, I stopped by my assigned graduate student cubicle in Hertz Hall, the main building for the university's electrical engineering program. Each of us in the graduate EE program had one where we could study, receive messages, and store stuff between classes. Maybe the university is preparing us for our cubicle destinies? My t...
My first experience with sex was just after I hit 21. As all the girls gathered for our last get-together of the summer of 1978, we all made the unredeemable promises that we'd always be in touch and that we'd never forget each other. Oh well, we all know how that turned out, don't we? It's just one of those things that we always tell our friends, but someho...
Chapter 16 The following week was very upbeat. I let it be known at the clinic and at the partnership offices that I'd gotten engaged, so I was feted and congratulated by many of my associates. Several people wanted to know what my fiancée looked like, and so on Tuesday when I carried my iPad around, as I usually do to do doctor things on; I had Jasmine's p...
A Fine Arrangement: Dual Quads or Dual Quads and Gizmo Sex A story by XXscribbler For the past three years, Professor of Anthropology Gisela had been the University's only quadriplegic faculty member -- brake failure on a big truck owned by a national shipping company, clear negligence. The resulting broken neck left her with neither sensation nor mo...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...