Ich bin Julian 18 Jahre alt und wohne auf dem Land meine Freundin Saskia auch 18 habe ich in der Schule kennen gelernt und wir sind seit 3 Jahren zusammen. Saskia ist 1,68 groß wiegt 65 kg und hat leicht hängende D Körbchen und einen schönen hintern. Wir wollten an diesem Abend zum Fluss zu einer kleinen Grillfeier mit bekannten aus unserm Ort die alle so in...
Disclaimer: "Click on Chat" is an erotic thriller that touches on bondage, smoking fetish, cross dressing and other adult themes. As such it is intended only for mature readers. It is a total work of fiction and any similarities between the characters and actually persons living or dead is only by chance. Laws differ between states about what constitutes "ju...
It's all my fault. No matter how much I blame the GPS it was still my mistake. Trusting technology over common sense got us into this situation. Damn! I can call it a situation, but it's more serious than that would ever convey. We're lost. Stranded and freezing. We could soon die, if we don't do something. If I don't do something. It's all my fault. *** T...
Priscilla was a quiet girl. If you met her, you might just think she was a plain girl with humdrum interests. Open and shut. She was a cute girl – many boys thought so, but she didn't feel very attractive most of the time. She didn't have many male friends in her life actually – they were after only one thing, and she saw them for what they were! Now in her...
(I do hope you realuise all the shipping forecast regions.) * Lorna is my weather girl as seen on TV. She is my star and I am besotted by her. And despite her getting loads of fan mail and proposals I am not put off. She does the shipping forecast too, from her Plymouth studio. She has told me I am her one and only guy that she could take to the Faeroes,...
Helen had been looking forward to the party for weeks but now that she was actually there she felt a little disappointed – it seemed like Julian was nowhere to be found. Julian was a friend of Helen's husband, Graham – actually his best friend and co-worker – and he and Helen had been flirting shamelessly for months. As yet nothing more had really happened...
The flashing black cursor continued to taunt him by blinking non-stop against the blank white page. How long had it sat there, immobile? How long had it waited to fly across the screen trailing a line of text behind it, prose to inspire, words to live by, or even just something to pay the rent? Julian Soul didn't know. He knew it couldn't have been long—mayb...
To make sense of this I recommend you read all the previous chapters of this series if you have not done so already. To start at the beginning, look for a revised collection of Chapters 1, 2 and 3 consolidated into one submission. As usual, this is a work of fiction and all events, places and people are products of my imagination. This chapter is transitio...
It was last New Year's Eve. Julian and his wife were at a friend's party even though he hadn't wanted to come. His wife had wanted to come though and that was all that mattered. Ever since they had had a foursome with another couple (her idea, of course), when his wife had taken the other guy's cock out of her mouth and offered it to her husband, she had see...
It all started on a lonely highway, with a charter bus filled with high school seniors. Students who were 18 years old qualified for a trip from their small town all the way to San Francisco. They had left at midnight, but now it was just before dawn. Every student on that bus lay fast asleep. Except for one: Aubrey. She was a gorgeous girl, with fine eyeb...