Chapter 28 - A playbook for the opposing team The following several weeks passed uneventfully for the residents of Huntington Hall. Cecilia continued telling Jason to push Ken and Lisa in their studies, and made herself available to various residents who were having problems with their midterms. Of course, there were the inevitable crises over panicked fres...
(This is my first attempt at writing erotica, so please be kind with your comments. I feel that every story needs context so if your looking for the juicy bits, you'll have to read for a while until things start heating up. Unfortunately, the story and its characters are a figment of my imagination. One day I hope it does come true.) * I keeping with other...
One I put together after an idea, but it went a little out of control. As ever, I hope you enjoy the story. If you do, post feedback saying what you enjoyed; if you didn't like it, again, post feedback citing why. Personally, I'm unsure about the premise of a finishing school, but I wanted to manage a contrast between the [apparently] stern Mrs Blythe and...
Three Practice makes perfect We made the way station late into sunset, the sun already a disc a fingers width above the distant ridge we'd climb tomorrow. Unfortunately, storm damage from the winter had seen part of the shingle roof collapse and left the inside littered with leaves and detritus. The four-horse stable at the back was okay and we pulled in...
I was living in Salt Lake City, Utah at the time. Its late spring and most of the skiers had left for the season. Only locals were enjoying the late spring ski season at this time of the year. Everything half price...great time to practice for next year. I had gotten a bonus at work for selling some stereos. My husband and I were separated for about a month...
The Girl’s story. My view point to my first fuck Over years, I had dreamt that one day I would meet a boy who would make me beg to fuck him. I would get wet thinking of such a circumstance. Yet, all I could do in my conservative home was to look out of the window and look at boys and later lock my room and masturbate. In one early, humid and particularly d...
So, here I was, waiting in the back corner of the garage, the door to the empty bay open. The night-light illuminating the front reaches of the garage. The garage lights were off. Instead, in the shadow of the corner, I waited for him to come. Nearly a year ago I had met Master Cock on-line. This was a unique chat room, one where submissive wannabe transves...
The soft patter of rain that began to pelt against the roof grabbed my attention, and I paused, setting my fiery-red lipstick back on the wooden vanity below me. "Shit." I muttered to myself, disgruntled. The weather forecast hadn't called for rain earlier in the morning, so I'd decided on a costume with more involved makeup. I'd planned on arriving at the...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in though. I like the constructive criticism comments I get b...
As Pamela showered she couldn't believe it was her wedding day today. She had known John for two years now and although she had strong feelings for him, the sex was lacking. John just wasn't...equipped. He had a six inch cock, but compared to some of the men she had fucked back in her college days he just didn't satisfy her. She longed for a big strong man t...