Note: If you've read my other stories, you may notice a recurrence of names. I like using my first and middle names in the stories. That away I really get a feel for my writing. Like the others this is a fictional story. * * * * * My name is Wayne and this is the story of my best birthday ever. It was my 21st birthday party, and I was over at a friend's ho...
Chapter Three: More Fun and a Deeper Push into a Reality. [10:15pm] My phone rings, I look to see who is calling me and I see it is Master Camron. I dutifully answer the call, "Hello, Master, sissy Chantel at your service." "Hey sissy, I need you tomorrow morning, that will not be a problem I suppose?" He asks. I reply, "Oh no sir working afternoons or...
Kathleen's date arrived at 6:30 and I was happy for her to see he was a handsome gentleman of about 45 with a full head of wavy hair graying at the temples. He looked very suave and, as it turned out, really was. Kathleen introduced us as her daughter Alice and me as a classmate girlfriend who would be staying for the weekend. A few minutes of small talk a...
The following story is my 2nd erotic story and is much more explicit than the first. This may also belong in the Letters and Transcripts genre but feels more like it belongs in the Erotic Couplings. It is fictional and based on two people having an erotic interlude online via instant messenger. All feedback is greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy. ========...
And I just realized I don't know how to start this story! I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Trina (at least that's what everyone calls me). I'm 20, I'm a college student (polysci) and I work part-time as a waitress. That last part is important because that's where I met him. The restaurant I work at is a small ethnic place owned by a married...
I stopped by last night again to check on things at the ranch. Wednesday night I was only there for a minute and Randy was busy feeding the cattle so I just waved to him. He looked so much like a boy I wasn't sure if he was worth looking at. Last night when I got there, he was in the bunkhouse just resting in his shorts and no shirt. I was right. Even though...
When you are filthy rich, you can do almost anything you want to do so long as it's not illegal and not too unhealthy. Suzi Puckett was filthy rich. And what she chose to do with her money she liked to think of as a blessing to shy young men and their future wives. It was also a blessing to a host of frustrated women. * Emily waited while Rachel Benton was...
Today, I woke up to the sound of chaos going on around me, the war between the vampires and lycans began, and I was almost unprepared...I ran out into the middle of the battle, strong and willing to fight for my life. I snapped necks, and scratched them so deeply that the werewolves just ended up bleeding to death. One wolf in particular decided to keep comi...
For many years, I used to answer ads and enjoy other men's wives. Husbands sought other men to join them and their wives for sexy fun, and I was more than happy to oblige. Occasionally, only the wife would advertise for a male, and I was always eager to fill the need, when invited. These arranged meetings fulfilled my libido and were lots of fun, but over t...
Quietly, I shut the door behind us and we're inside. March's cold chill lingers around us and I see the smile building on your face as your eyes take in my condo but more particularly, the fireplace and the large floor pillows placed nearby. "Have I told you that cold weather makes me horny," you whisper to me. "Does that mean you'd be adverse to the idea...