***Prologue*** Late 1800s Danielle had always been a happy girl. She was shy, sure, but would offer a good conversation when spoken to. As she grew into her twenties she became more reserved and contemplative. She could often be found sitting in a far corner at a party merely watching the guests. Her older sister, Katherine, was the epitome of a good chi...
All characters are 18 or older. ***** I'd always wondered about him. How strong he was, how big he was... mostly how big he was. I couldn't help but constantly glance over to Coach Fredericks sitting at his desk, mostly at the bulge in his khakis. He looked gifted, I can say that much. His beard was another fatal attraction for me. I sat at my desk, rubbin...
Author's Note: All characters are adults, which in this context means they are at least twenty-one years of age. ***** Dearest Emily, The bonds of sisterly love compel me to relate the shameful pleasures I have experienced today, no matter how unwise, but pity me, my sweet sister, for already I suffer for it. The armour that confines me is now doubly secu...
A month before Christmas would be, you might think, a fairly safe time to go shopping for gifts, right? Wrong! It seemed like thousands of others had thought the same, and the city centre was as busy as I'd ever seen it. Every street I turned in to was thronged with shoppers, each and every one in search of that elusive 'special' gift for their nearest and d...
I am awakened by the impression that somebody is crawling into my bed. I open my eyes and see all four of them there: Belinda, Ann, Jo and Mats. They laugh and fool about in the large bed. All of them are naked. Belinda moves up to me and kisses me while trying to snuggle against me under my warm blanket. "Mmmh, what a nice place to be," she says just befor...
My story starts 10 years ago when I was still in high school. I came back from Christmas break and there was this beautiful girl in my class. She looked like an angel. Her brown hair and blue eyes and that smile drew me to her like a bug to a light. We began talking and became great friends over the next year and a half, till our graduation. I wasn't the coo...
Torment When she woke up, she was bruised all over and her wrists were still tied to the bed. The room was stuffy and smelled like sweat and sex. She was cold. The blankets had been pulled off the bed so she was completely uncovered and naked. She shifted, quietly and carefully, trying to get more comfortable and ease her shoulder muscles without waking up...
Chapter Ten - A Night of Non-sex All that evening, through dinner and afterward as we all watched television, Louise showed not even a hint, in her manner or demeanor, around her kids that there was more to her relationship with me than there had been in all the years I had known her. I pondered thoughtfully that her penchant for discretion was, indeed, sec...
I quietly come up behind you as you chop vegetables in the kitchen. I pause for a moment admiring you as you wear nothing but an apron. How I've missed the sight of you while I've been at sea. You jump as you hear the loud thump of my seabag hitting the floor. Before you can turn around I quickly step up to you and start kissing your neck and fondling your b...
Master Thomas grumbled to himself as he entered values from his receipts into the debit side of his ledger. The expenses seemed to be growing right there before his eyes. He had just paid for an order of medicine for his girls. He would have to pay the guards in three days. His agitation strengthened as he shot a quick glance at the girl standing on the othe...