The ceiling fan spun around and around and around. It was that time of day again. It was that kind of class again. Dr. Seguin was now lecturing about the Great Pyramids of Egypt, Jeffrey LaDow loved it. LaDow would sit back in his desk, stare at the ceiling fan, and let his imagination run wild. As a child, he remembered going to the theatre and watching old...
He hadn't been back to her house in over fifteen years. After his two week stay, he had never been invited back. Her rejection hurt him at first. But then he realized it for what it truly was. Not a rejection. But an end. And end to his training. And end to his humiliation. And the beginning of his sexual journey. That's how he always thought of the years s...
Chapter One I guess that I was slow to get into sex. Growing up as a teenager in the naughties, one would expect that I would be fucking away like a rabbit from the age of around 14. But it was on the eve of my 18th birthday before I found a fellow student willing to let me have access to her body. As first times go, it was nothing to write home about and...
Prologue I needed to get away, needed a change of scenery. Though it's small, Beverwyck still had its distractions and annoying noises. Moreover, it was too close to the malls and cafes that would take my precious time away from finishing my latest novel, an action/adventure tale starring my most favorite character, Thierry Prud'homme IV. I called an aunt...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments appreciated. * * * * * In the days following his first discipline session, Robert found himself doing things that he knew would cause Miss Agnes to punish him. He thoroughly en...
This is a story I have carried around with me for many years and this seems the place to tell it. Most of my childhood summers were spent at my grandmother's house one block from the beach in New Jersey or the "down the shore" as it was called. I fondly remember many days of swimming and playing in the surf for the entire day and then heading back to the hou...
I remember when I was 18 and Dana was 19. Dana was a neighborhood girl who my Aunt Carol knew. She lived three houses down in another single floor cape house in the small cluster of homes outside of Wellfleet Massachusetts. I had yet to meet Dana. I was nervous around girls and especially a new older babysitter. I was curious as to why they would ask her to...
I felt the urge today after a long, long time and wrote a story. Like most of my stories, this one is not especially fast, has moderate amounts of nudity, a focus on double standards and no sex. I also wrote it fairly quickly, which might result in a few typos, which I hope you'll ignore. This is a completely standalone story and will have no prequel or sequ...
Authors Note - Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify! This is the third part of this little mini-series, and is probably best looked at after reading episodes 1&2, but for those who can't wait, here's a little précis of events so far... Paolo Wharton has a hot experience that he'd only ever dreamed of whilst...
America in 1956 seemed besotted with Peyton Place and the Kinsey Report and the boom in nudist colonies and the theories of Dr Freud. But schoolgirls in the Minnesota city of Brewer were homing in on their own sweet goal: seeing their male classmates stripped to the buff. Their male classmates nude. In their birthday suits. And more than that, nude- and hu...