This is part two of "The Story of a Cyclist" and though it can be read on its own as an independent account of events, I would highly recommend reading the first part as well to get an idea of the characters. ***** It was close to 7 by the time Mandy and I got out of the house to pick up her friend. Walking onto the driveway, I realized our bikes were sti...
This is a further exploration of both Incest and BDSM themes started in Chapter 1. All persons concerned in this tale are over 18 years of age, but if these themes are uncomfortable for you, please read no further. It should go goes without saying that these characters are not intended to be identified with any person in real life, either alive or dead. I w...
Day 3 Shannon woke early, planning to spend more time dressing Sean. The abs on Sean's body flexed as she sat up easily. She stopped to admire the view down her front, and flexed her pecs a few times. She listened carefully for any noise from Sean's room, then she pulled her shorts down to get the full monty. She stared at the semi-erect penis, about 2/3...
Wednesday Morning When the alarm went off the next morning I opened my eyes and saw Elissa in the doorway with coffee. She was smiling and said, "Seeing the three of you sleeping together is so cute. Makes me wish I were younger." For the second morning in a row I got up and took a cup from her without attempting to hide my morning wood. In the bathroom Li...
Prologue: George Thomas was feeling a bit dejected and he wasn't exactly sure why he felt that way; this trip was going to make him a load of money. He could only conclude that the prospect of seven to ten days in Dayton, Ohio, where he didn't know a single person, must be the reason for his feeling a little down. George's gloomy demeanor was soon to brigh...
My name is Amy. It was toward the end of my second month of grad school, when I happened to run into Janie, a girl I hadn't seen since high school. We hadn't been particularly close friends, but we had known each other casually and kind of liked one another. It was lunchtime, so we went to the campus deli where we each ordered a salad and sat down to reminis...
"There's a girl on the phone for you." Tom's mother was looking at him with a knowing smirk. "Someone named Cindy." "You asked her what her name was?" Tom was bristling. He'd only been home for a day and he was ready to go back to school. How had he ever managed to live here? It was too hot, it was too crowded, there wasn't enough food. His brother had take...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Thursday, November 1st. * I awoke to a soft, curvy female on either side of me nuzzling and kissing my neck. I wrapped an arm around each one and in turn kissed Veronica and Carol. "Can I fuck him?" whispered Carol to Veronica as she raised her head to lo...
I've gone from being a big wheel in a small company to being a much smaller wheel in a big, foreign owned conglomerate. The transition hasn't been easy for me. Especially since my new boss is quite a bit younger than I am. It's especially annoying that he's nice and I like him. The new parent company is French and they shipped him over from Paris. So not onl...
************* He stood six foot one with a barrel chest. In his uniform short sleeves, she could see his muscular arms. She figured even with both her hands she could not encircle his flexed, muscular upper arm. * Oh my, * she groaned in frustration and thoughts of lustful ideas of getting to know him biblically. His look of authority was over powering her...