This is chapter 8 of the story "Our Steven, Our Stephanie". It's a continuation of the last chapter's innocent prelude into Steven's complete capitulation into Stephanie, which occurs next chapter. I know that's most eagerly awaited, but these past two chapters are most necessary two explain and build up to why Steven's character would be such that he would...
Author's note - Hi! I haven't been able to write in a while, but hopefully that will change soon as my schedule shifts about. This story was written for someone very special and awesome; hopefully it'll be an ok present, even if it is a little late. Like always, any critiques or feedback is greatly appreciated; I have fun writing, but I want to always work o...
After a long break, I've decided to post a few more stories from time to time. As stated in my profile, most of my stories start with a slow but erotic build-up of tension. If this isn't your thing, you've been advised. This is the first part of such a story that will be resolved in Part 2. The scenario, female character, and fixation are true, though the n...
(The tags i've provided apply to the story as a whole {so far} - and there may be more coming. This story is a patchwork of ideas and bits of plot i came up with over literally years. For background music, i recommend Joan Jett's version of "Starfucker", Zappa and the Mothers' "Road Ladies" and "What Kind of Girl Do You Think We Are?" and the DiVinyls' "I To...
The vibrating buzz on the coffee table jolted me upright out of garbled dreams and back onto the sofa. So much for silent mode. It was Gary again. Again with the cajoling to hit the bar. I thumbed a limp affirmative "k", rubbed at the dried-out contacts in my eyes, and steeled myself for the considerable effort of taking a shower, getting dressed, and actual...
On June 22, 1975, Jaws, the first summer blockbuster movie, opened nationwide in 409 theaters. Earlier that day, under a dazzling blue sky filled with great puffy white clouds looking like immense sheep dogs at play, I packed my 1971 Ford Pinto with a sea bag stacked full of uniforms, a duffel bag filled with neatly folded civvies and several cardboard boxes...
This is a continued story of my experience with an online master that became a reality. ***** He knelt in front of me pulling me closer to him as I whimpered through fresh tears, my fight seemingly gone out of me. Why oh why didn't I just kick him away then, why didn't I push him over, run out of the door, run, hide. I couldn't call the police, I knew I co...
I rushed out of work a half hour early, almost giddy with anticipation. Tonight was going to be a long held fantasy come true and my cock was already rock hard just thinking about what was to come in less than a few hours. Plans had been set in motion weeks ago and would finally come to fruition soon after I arrived home. I prayed for light traffic as I pull...
Damm, it was cold. Snow on the ground. The wind had to be blowing at 30 miles per hour. My car wasn't running, which was probably a good thing with the snow. I promised her. Yeah, I promised her that whenever her medical boards, the USMLE, were, I would help her study and be there when it mattered. She worked so hard to get to this point. Late nights, no boy...
One day at work, Arup's personal inbox pinged. A one line email. - Are you mad at me? He looked up at Rasika. Their eyes met. He looked away and typed a one line reply. - Why would I be mad at you? Her reply came almost ten minutes later. - Trust me, I didn't really have a choice that weekend. His friends were in town from the US. It's been a packed cal...