Chapter 2: Seduction SATURDAY: JENN EXPLORES HER SEXUALITY I woke up Saturday morning to find the sun shining through the curtainless windows, with one of my hands on Jenn's boobs, and with one of Jenn's hands holding my sticky penis and balls. She was already awake and was trying to arouse me! I pretended to be asleep, and she carefully twisted around on...
Ron awakened when the alarm went off and he lay in bed for a few more minutes thinking about the day ahead. He finally decided to get up and moved the covers aside. He looked down and saw a slight bulge in his abdomen. He moved his hand down and it felt on the firm side. He felt nothing though as he was a paraplegic and had no feeling from his chest down. He...
Chapter 6: James does the right thing. Monday. 11:00 a.m. James had slept for eight solid hours. Or rather, he'd been unconscious, for eight solid hours ... which wasn't quite the same thing. Because, upon finally clawing his way back to consciousness from his nonstop succession of highly erotic, female-feet related dreams; dreams, that were so lucid, s...
(On July 14th ever year the French celebrate La Fête Nationale, a holiday that here in the United States we call Bastille Day. It is celebrated with parades, period costuming and fireworks. Large parties with decorative food--blue, white, and red--also music and dance play a prominent part of the celebrations. This story is themed to fit that ... in my own o...
The snowflake was thick like a piece of white cotton gauze ripped off. The ends were frayed like a dozen ripped strings. With its million friend on this dark cloudy day, it sailed diagonally towards the ground until a gust picked it up and carried it across the hot pool. The hot pool was bubbling. Foggy fingers were reaching out of it. The foggy fingers were...
Edited by Willyb220 Chilley Willey talked me into re posting some of my stuff, so here goes one of my better ones. If you don't like it, don't trouble yourself, or me with your comments. It was the best I could do some years ago, and I'm too old to do any better. * My name is Jack Foxx and I work for the state in the engineering department. I run the de...
Last year I related the tale of the first time that my girlfriend Christine (who is now my wife) and myself spent a first weekend together in her parent's home. I was nineteen, she was eighteen and we spent a great deal of the time having sex or resting until we could have sex again. It was a memorable weekend and you can read the details elsewhere but the...
The alarm woke us and after I'd hit the snooze button we spent the minutes cuddling up and then, when she rolled to face me, kissing and hugging till the alarm's insistent beeping called a halt. We showered, dressed and ate a lazy breakfast. Sally decided that she'd prefer to go work in the lab and let me sort out things with the PR lady. It was a cold rain...
Memories! Ch. 2: And Baby Makes Three Disclaimer: JAG is the property of Donald Belisario, CBS, and Paramount. All other characters are mine and fictional. * * * * * "The Rabbit Died." Wasn't that the euphemism they'd used back in her mother's day? Silently, Mac sat in her Georgetown apartment amid a sea of moving cartons, and stared at the home pregnan...
My First Erotic Story - Everything that could go wrong for Erica that day, had gone wrong. Getting in to her car that morning to go make a presentation to a new client she spilled tea across the passenger seat of her car. Running late, all she had time to do was throw her work out towel over the seat. The presentation had gone badly, the director of the...