Hi! I cannot believe how long it's been since I last posted it felt like last week. Finally I have finished the next chapter and the next one definitely won't take a year. (I know i said that last time but this time it's true!) I hope you still want to read this, i completely understand if you don't. As a reader i know how frustrating it is when someone...
The first time Clara had ever seen a bee-girl was when she spotted one flying over her peaceful village of Eythe. She fluttered through the sky, gazing down, her eyes meeting Clara's with the same curiosity that Clara had of this strange creature. The bee-girl hovered in the air for a moment, her golden hair waving in the breeze, her large striped abdomen bo...
Already the day is warm, sunlight streaming in the windows, birds singing, a soft breeze moving the curtains. I slide back into bed, a tray with your breakfast on it in my hands. Leaning over I softly kiss you awake, smiling as your eyes open on the new day. Laughing as you grab for me, trying to keep from spilling the tray, admonishing you to behave. Giving...
You are outside bar-b-quing the steaks and I can see you cutting off a piece with your knife and tasting its readiness. I am inside the kitchen peeling a cucumber for the salad when my friend Sarah walks in. She is visiting from out of town. You can see her though the window as she walks up to me and puts her arms around me in what at first appears to be a f...
I had decided to travel back to Nova Scotia by car the following day and as I had a mountain of work lined up before heading out I called the front desk to arrange for Peter the cab driver to take Emma shopping. She was seriously in need of toiletries and personal items as well as clothes suited for travel. A rental company was able to bring a car to the ho...
Hans and I spent most of the day shopping for clothes for his new alter-ego, Honey. It was fun being out shopping together, even though I think many of the salespeople knew that we were actually buying the feminine clothes for him, especially when we were looking at shoes. We got Honey quite a few nice outfits, lots of lacy lingerie, hose, shoes, and accesso...
OK, I know. The story was supposed to be over. To be honest I thought there would be no point in continuing with my memoirs. After all, I was only planning on having sex with two wonderful women for the rest of my life. There are only so many things you can write about, given those constraints. And you've already read the previous 12 chapters, so there would...
Bears, Porridge, and Honey: A Pair of Goldilocks by The Preve Story One---The Sticky Cheerleader: Part Two Cynthia caught the brothers off guard. The cooperative, orgasmic body beneath them, transformed into a whirlwind of flying arms, fists, and legs. "Shriek! Scream! Help! Get off me you perverts!" the cheerleader shrilled...and then she saw the true na...
Adam Spicer was sitting on his deck with his morning coffee, watching the sun rise, when a flash like the reflection off of a mirror caught his eye. There shouldn't be anything down there, especially at this time of morning. He unfolded his 6 foot frame out of the rocker recliner and whistled for Teddy, his big Heinz 99 hound. Together they headed down towar...
Charlie was a 59 year old over weight twice divorced bachelor whose sex life was non-existent. His sex drive was still high but other than his own hand, he had nothing to satisfy it. He wrote sex stories about all sorts of wild erotic fantasies, but never really thought that dreams sometimes come true! The knock on the door to Charlie's small apartment surp...