This is my first story ever on here and I'm just trying out this style. I don't really know if it'll work so please leave any constructive criticism. Thank you and enjoy. Also let me know if I should do an audio recording. ***** I remembered that you were my brother's best friend from elementary school. I never considered that you thought about me as a gir...
Gideon Reinicke and his sister Valencia had quite a reunion It was a yearly thing at this point, but they always both looked forward to it.! He'd picked her up at the airport, and taken her to lunch, and they'd discussed old times, and Valencia's art gallery, and of course Gideon's practice as the most prominent allergist in Buttermilk Falls. Valencia had...
Die Zeit in der Bahn verflog. Julia schrieb in feiner Handschrift über ihre letzten Monaten. Sie schrieb darüber, wie sie Dina, ihre Nachbarin bewundert hatte, wie sie mit ihrem Schreiben ins Stocken, mit sich in Zwiegespalt geraten war, wie der Auftrag durch Professor Sebag authentischer zu werden, sie ins Rotlichtmilieu geführt hatte, ohne dass sie sich fü...
This story includes a lot of speech with dialect, and I tried to make it sound as natural as possible. Sometimes I didn't spell words how they would sound phonetically in the dialect, because doing so made the word look confusing. Grammatical imperfections in character dialogue are intentional. It's a long story but I'm big on character and plot development...
Smokey Saga #65: "Who's Teaching Whom?" ***** Saga #65 was originally going to be a sequel to another story, but that's off. I shan't disclose which it was, but that sequel would've turned out far too similar. So here's another original: new characters, new plot, new storyline, new events, new lesBDSM scenario. Yes, my odd-numbered stories still denote l...
"Hi, my name is Madison, or Madi for short. I'm about 5 foot and 3 inches, brunette, cute, and like to have a good time. I'm not exactly like other girls, because I'm bi and have a foot fetish. Yes, a girl can have a foot fetish too. I love feet, and I'm always looking for chance at another girl's beautiful feet." Biking has to be one of my favorite activit...
Dumpfe Schritte hallten durch das steinerne Gemäuer und verloren sich dann in dem von sakraler Dunkelheit geformten, weitläufigen Raum der Kirche. Dunkle Wolken hatten den Himmel verhangen und so erreichte kein Sonnenstrahl durch die kleinen Fenster des Gotteshauses. Nur wenige Kerzen schenkten drinnen ihr diffuses Licht, in dem sich eine junge Frau zum Beic...
The concrete of the tunnel is cold against the exposed skin of my ass, but my short legs barely respond after collapsing upon my meaty cheeks. The tremors in my thighs continue long after I sit down, and I have to concentrate to feel the vibrations of the approaching train in my bones. I know that all I have to do is stand, climb aboard and switch trains at...
Mosaic of Tattoos This is the second story in the "Stories from Under the Golden Roof" series. This story contains some dialogue in Dutch, translations of the Dutch dialogue is included. The Dutch has not been edited. Any errors are entirely the fault of the author. Thank you to NChanta, Antagonee, and Patricia Montclair for their comments and suggestions!...
...dürfen gerne auf ewig bleiben. Ich weiß, so geht dieser Spruch nicht. Aber in diesem Fall machen wir eine Ausnahme. Doch etwas zu mir: Mein Name ist Bernhard, von allen nur Bernie oder im Englischen “Börnie” genannt. Ich bin Anfang 20 und durchschnittlich gebaut. Ich sehe bestimmt nicht übel aus, bin aber sicherlich auch kein Adonis. Ich hab keinen so übl...