About a month after I started my senior year in high school I got this note to see Nurse Stallings right after school. I had swim practice that day, but the note seemed pretty insistent, so I showed up at exactly 3:30. The last time I was in the nurse's office was like two years ago, when I was 16, because I twisted my ankle running. There is an outer wait...
See? I told you this part would be out by the end of August. This one is a bit more...involved in terms of getting down to the actual sex. Still just m/f, but luckily I've thrown in some masturbation, voyeurism, shower fun and butt-stuff, so enjoy that. Of course all fiction depicted here is just that. If this resembles you or anyone you know, that's purely...
I received an email from Prof. Apple the next day, asking me to come to campus early before the next class. When I showed up at his teaching lab, there was what looked like a covered body on the examination table. "Aaron, yesterday was very good. The students liked you, and you were such a good sport." "Thanks." I shrug. "I do feel as if I blindsided you...
Things at work today are slow, and you find yourself day dreaming more than working. When the phone rings, it takes two rings before you even realize its your phone and not one of your neighbors. You fumble the receiver, but finally get it to your ear. "Hello?" Her voice is soft and alluring in your ear, familiar and yet there is a new deviousness in it th...
I first saw her on the tube; I'd missed my usual train and had to wait for then next one. She'd boarded just ahead of me and stood facing away from me with her hand on the pole to steady herself as the train pulled away. She was about 5'9, slim with blonde hair and was dressed in a dark business suit with a tight pencil skirt on which finished below her knee...
We were just days away from our high school graduation, so our mornings were spent on the football field rehearsing to the strains of "Pomp and Circumstance" but our afternoons were free while everyone else was still taking final exams and our parents were all at work. On this particular day, Brent had invited everyone to his house to swim after graduation p...
Oh you don't know how fucking great I am... You just don't know... I work out every day. Even when I'm lying down and being still, the tick-tock machinery of my body is working to the orders of an insane old Russian woman ballet teacher-cum-gymnastics coach-cum-Stalinistic torture expert. I breathe to the rhythm of the glowing pulsing neon red blood-pumping...
CHAPTER 1: WELCOME TO THE FARM My name is Robert Spilman. I used to be a successful businessman. Owned my own company, employed three hundred staff in eight offices around the world. I was a jet-setter, loving the rich life -- and making a little more money every year. Men wanted to be me, and girls wanted to be with me: they came and went, each one more p...
/This is the sequel to "A Slut is Born," which can be found under the list of works on my author page. I encourage feedback and voting, as this is an ongoing story./ I woke up in a dog carrier, one of the big ones, in a garage. I couldn't see anything out of the holes except a Cadillac close by and a row of carefully arranged bins. It was probably the clean...
Jeremy led Debbie down the basement stairs pulling on her leash just hard enough to not make it difficult for her, but to keep her mindful of who was in charge. He wanted to tell her what he was going to do to her, from what he had observed and learned from what Jack had done to Renee a couple days before. But the more he thought about it, the more he realiz...