Many thanks to Angel Love for editing this story. Magdalena Boman was a very beautiful girl and most young men in our small town in Scandinavia regarded her as "belle de town." Even she knew that very well and didn't show much interest to those many local "trophy hunters" who did their more or less clever attempts to get into her panties. There was a rumor...
Tom and Carrie Baker were reasonably happily married. Tom at 24 years old was an up and coming sales agent for a major corporation, was earning a good salary, plus his future with the firm held unlimited potential. Carrie was a writer, her romantic novels were starting to sell, she loved writing, and enjoyed working from home. The 22 year old attractive blon...
Bernice was a writer. She wrote erotic stories as a hobby. Often, she received mail from her readers asking about her personal life and if she wrote from experience. She sat staring blankly at her computer screen, thinking about an email she had just read. The person had written, "Dear Hottie, I bet you like it in the ass. I'd be more then happy to stick my...
Way back in 2002 I penned a novel in which James Farrell told his version of his friend Sully's activities following college. Suffice it to say, Sully had a proclivity for impregnating young ladies that led to him having to leave town in a hurry. 'Nuff said on that. What follows has Sully telling his story of a party his Freshman year at St. Joe's, a Jesuit...
(Nightgirl edits) The pub was crowded, which was only to be expected since Alice was pretty popular, and the music was way too loud for me. Oh, I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Caroline. I'm 23 years old and blonde with a nice figure, by which I mean it is the right shape, just not toned. My breasts are a reasonable 36B and my height about 5'7". I w...
When Ben's sister, Brenda, started bringing Donna Del Vecchio around to the house again, he felt only disgust. They had both just turned nineteen and were newly graduated from some six month nursing school, so this, apparently, was their summer of liberation. Now he had to put up with all their antics as they ran around the house in their cut-off jeans and s...
A show in two weeks and he was far from satisfied with the prints he'd pull together thus far. He had already made three trips into the Hoh Rainforest in the Cascades trying to complete the droplet series in his "Phases of Water" exhibit, and it's all so ordinary. Everything had the flavor of a magazine spread and not even a good magazine at that! The series...
It was midnight by the time I got home. The second story apartment was as silent as a tomb. Not even a wall hanging was left after my ex left. The only thing that was left after the breakup was the computer, a futon, and my digital photo equipment that I used for my work. The only reason I got to keep those is that I could prove I had had them before I met u...
I Fought The Law, and We Both Won...Sort Of... (c)2012 Daniel deLaire It's about 8:30 on a Thursday morning, and I am driving along the back roads, away from the highway with the others making their way to wherever it is they're off to. Most of them are headed to work. I am not. I work long, hard nights at the Kwik Mart near my house so my day, thankfully,...
It still amazes me that people would pay money to see me naked! All through high school I was a complete outcast. A short, skinny boy with a high pitched voice will never fit into high school cliques. Now, just a few years later, there is a website on the internet that featured little old me! The website was all Leslie's idea, I have been living with her fo...