I have a lot of terrific sex. Two or three times a week anyway and sometimes more. Always with good looking, well built, young women. And always they initiate it. Oh, I let them know I'm interested, too, but they start things. Unless they're married. Then they have to actually proposition me. I'm not interested in breaking up a marriage. The married ones, th...
The dean's office wasn't entirely what Filia had expected. Granted, she was a denizen of Hell and had never attended anything resembling a formal school before, so she had no real frame of reference for her observations. However, she had expected... well, more than what she saw. Dean McGarvey was an incredibly organized man. There were no loose papers on the...
"Hey Steve. Isn't that Ms. Stevenson. Over there by the bar." "Holy shit. It is, and she looks hot. She never dressed like that in our lit class." "No but she still looked hot then. Let's go over." The two college juniors made their way around the dance floor. They couldn't believe that there old lit teacher was at there favorite club. Nor could they beli...
In life there are times when through boredom, indifference, or desire we knowingly place ourselves on the edge of a precipice. We imagine or fantasize about taking that leap without actually doing it because the fantasy is sweeter than the reality. It has been almost 4-months since my 1st cyber-fling turned to my 1st real-world fling. I am still coping with...
{This one is from way back, I don't think I ever mentioned it, other than bits and pieces I use to write other stories. Those are large portions of fantasy mixed with touches of truth. A few of them are mostly truth, those I tell you ahead of time. Some are just a little bit true, to get me started. Then there is this one. I didn't even change their damn...
That night. I was dismissed while James turned away from me replacing his belt. "Your quarters are behind that screen,asshead." James said as he left the room. "You are to come to my room at nine o'clock in the morning. Dressed as you are now." With that, the master exited, and I made my way to the corner of the room he had indicated. Behind the screen l...
Byron Leicester had a difficult time visiting his strange Aunt Galena Twysel. Auntie Gal was actually only about sixty-three years old and damned good looking for that. The doctors said she had early Alzheimer's, though this mystified Byron as his aunt still lived in her own house, did her gardening and shopping. "But don't upset her or offend her" his m...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Love seemed so beautiful then. I felt as though I was the only person who actually understood it. When I thought of Mom and Dad and how tense they looked all the time, I thought that they couldn't possibly understand this wonderful feeling I was having. Sometimes I thought that no one else in the whole world could understand how wonderful and precious John w...
"Annie, you take them children up third floor. They like to wear Miz. Irene out on the trip. And you, Toby, stop moonin' over Annie and get the ice chest goods into the house and in the ice box. You got ice in the ice box didn't you?" "Yes ma'am," Toby answered as he trotted out the kitchen door and down to the Buick car in the drive below. "And you, Miz....