This story includes scenes of graphic sex. You cannot publish or post this story anywhere else without my permission. This is based on a true story, although some details changed to protect the not-at-all-innocent. ***** I'm there now...but I don't mind waiting. Call me when you're off the train. No panties. Well, shit. I should've known. I'd just spent...
Note: I've written this story several years ago in my native language (Dutch) and under a different penname (Trident). This is an English translation and is slightly altered in places. It was Wednesday February 15th, 17:15 p.m., and John Ventura is a commuter, waiting for his train to take him home from an unnamed train station in Chicago. He was waiting...
Hey readers! I'm sorry it took me so long. I had a tough time deciding where I wanted to take this story. I apologize in advance to you guys who didn't want me to take the route I so very did with this chapter. Hopefully I can get your support back in the near future. I promise to never keep you guys waiting so long. Ummm...I really enjoy reading your feedba...
You will want to read part 1 to get the background info Again he checked the address and looked at the building, yes it was the right place, but why did she want to eat here? He smiled at the joke knowing what may possibly happen. He too felt strange when he entered into the store as the bell rang. There really is nothing like everyone staring at you in a...
Sir Jeffrey Trailson, Knight of the Land, woke slowly when the rays of the sun shone through the tavern room window. He rubbed his eyes with his hand and slowly sat upright. He guessed it was not long after dawn. Sighing, he knew that he should be on his way soon if he wanted to get to Lady Brenwick's castle before nightfall. He glanced to his left and smil...
There are three things I hate doing; laundry, dusting, and grocery shopping, and not necessarily in that order. I have no problem ignoring dust, and I can go for a long time before I run out of clean shirts and panties, but there's only so much fast food I can stomach, and I have to have real cream in my coffee. If I'm going out for that, I might as well mak...
A WOMAN THINKS I am a dignified woman of means. I have captured the heart of a man who will give himself in lavish adoration for my attention. I deserve to be respected, appreciated, and cuddled. We have raised two successful children, one male and one female. My son has learned to speak softly and honorably. He is a perfect 24 year old gentleman who has tu...
- 7 - "Dr. Schwartz's office, may I help you?" replied the voice on the phone. "This is Jerry, I just missed a call from this number." Jerry replied, a little hurriedly. "Oh, yes. I just made that call. Let me get the doctor for you. One moment..." the voice said before putting them on hold. "What do you think they found?" Lita asked, almost giddy with a...
This story is different than others I've written in that I don't use real "dialogue"; I hope it isn't too hard to read this way. This is just fantasy. I've never done anything like this, nor will I, and I hope that none of you do, either. I don't advocate unsafe sex, sex with strangers, or unsafe driving. * * * * * I was driving down the highway coming h...
I pull the Jeep close to the curb and kill the engine. The sudden silence and stillness in the car makes me feel present in the moment, makes it seem real. Now my emotions can bubble up to the surface of my consciousness, making me restless. My stomach flips over nervously. Turning down the driver's side sun visor and sliding open the plastic door to reveal...