It had been building up for a while. She had been gaining confidence around guys and I'd been more and more friendly towards her and taken an interest in her life. We'd spent more time talking with each other recently, and it became increasingly clear that there was a connection developing between us. It was the occasional lingering glance, the smile combine...
"It's your turn Tanja" "Ok. Where was I again?" I yawned as my housemate Tanja rolled the dice for the umpteenth time and moved her token up the board. I'd bailed on the lads rugby social for this? Tanja had talked me into a housemate bonding night saying it would be good for us all but this was interminable. My other housemates Ryan and Grace sat opposi...
This is 100% a work of fiction springing from my own imagination. Any resemblance to real events or people (be they living, dead or zombie) is no more than a startling coincidence. * "Hello . . ." He looked up from his book. There was a young woman in the doorway to his bedroom. She looked to be about twenty-five. "How did you get into my house?" "I, u...
Please read part one, it'll all make more sense. Story contains homoerotic behaviour and body odours. ***** The discovery of the view from my room in our university student house, where I could privately watch Joanne whenever she neglected to close her curtains, was an exciting addition to my masturbation routine. It didn't happen often, and there hadn't...
Author's note - Sorry for the delay in posting. My laptop died, and I was unable to recover the files. So this is the 2nd time I've written this chapter. Also, to be honest, the previous chapter went to a darker place than I had planned, and I needed to take a break before returning, so I could hopefully regain the lighter mood I'd previously written. Ple...
I live in a cabin in the woods that my wife and I built several years ago. She moved out last year and we got a divorce. I'm not sure what happened. We're still friends but I guess we just drifted apart. I'm a writer and have a couple of books published and a collection of poetry. I have a little following but nothing major by any means. I teach writing at a...
I had the panty time of my life. I was assigned the task of photographing the Edinburgh Festival for a fashion magazine, and my accommodation had been sorted out for me by a friend. I climbed three flights of stone tenement steps to a black door numbered twenty-three and rang the bell. The door was opened by a beautiful creature, little more than five feet s...
You drive home after a very stressful day at work. Pulling into the driveway and letting yourself into the rustic, spacious home, you plop down on the couch by the crackling fireplace. Beneath the soft crackling, however, you swear you can hear some sounds coming from the kitchen. You live too far from anybody for it to be a burglar, but investigate anyway....
You arrive at Sarah's house just before 7 and ring the doorbell. You've been dating for a few months now. You're hoping that tonight's date might move things to the next level. You wouldn't admit it to your friends but you haven't slept with her yet. You haven't even seen her naked. It's not that she's frigid. You make out all of the time and she has no prob...
My name is Alison, Ali for short. This is a true story about my journey into perverse pleasures. I am a typical 21-year-old girl. I have a good career ahead of me in finance, I have a good group of friends to socialise with, and I enjoy sex. That love of sex took an interesting turn recently though. Now firstly let me describe myself. I am around 5' 8", fai...