Vivian Laaning grew up on a large dairy farm in southwest Wisconsin. The farm chores she was required to do, was a major factor contributing to the development of her character, as a very industrious woman, with a take charge attitude, and completely sure of herself. Her personality, as such, became very pronounced after she reached puberty. Although she was...
Notes on the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia as a society (the stuff that didn't make it into the novel) Readers have commented and asked me questions about my imaginary country, the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia. Here are some details to give you an idea of what this imaginary society is like, of what I envisioned when I created it. I want to emphasize that...
This story could go in a number of categories. A special 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. * In the last few days my life has been turned upside down. My emotions are boiling over. I'm just not sure what to do next. I'm Jeff Holder and one confused young man, only being twenty-two years old. I come from a ve...
Hello, I'm John Dickers. I'm the owner and headmaster of the Oakwood Academy for Young Women, a very exclusive, private institution of learning for girls who are at least 18 who either didn't earn a high school diploma or aren't quite ready for university or the world of business. For those students who want a high school diploma, Oakwood Academy offers the...
This story is a prequel to the story 'Our Song' I published last year. I certainly recommend reading 'Our Song' either before or after reading this story, as it can add context on the characters and events depicted here, but this is by no means not necessary to understanding, and hopefully enjoying this story as it is meant to stand on its own merit. All th...
In work on the Monday after our night out clubbing, I could barely look at Craig, especially when he started bragging about giving 'some lesbo an orgasm.' I wanted to say something and defend a person's sexual choices, but didn't have the courage and didn't want his attention drawn to me. I sought Pamela out, asking if she would go to lunch with me as I had...
After a long break, I've decided to post a few more stories from time to time. As stated in my profile, most of my stories start with a slow but erotic build-up of tension. If this isn't your thing, you've been advised. This is the first part of such a story that will be resolved in Part 2. The scenario, female character, and fixation are true, though the n...
It was the last day of classes. All of the finals were finished, and everyone was celebrating. My finals had been particularly rough. It was the last semester of my freshman year and I didn't study as much as I should have. The problem was that I lived next door to a girl that I had been having sex with for most of the semester. Terra could be quite the dist...
Barbie Estevez cried out to Brad Seldon as his plane was going down in flames after being struck by lightning... then she screamed and sat up in her bed, gasping for air. She looked around and realized it was the middle of the night and she was still in her bed... not with Brad in his Cessna 172 Skyhawk in the middle of a violent storm. She put her face in h...
I still remember when it all started. My ship was docked at Rotterdam. I finished my shift, returned to my room, and as was the daily routine, logged into Skype to talk to my wife Menaka back in Mumbai. It was almost midnight there. Menaka was on time as always. We exchanged notes about each other's days, she told me about how our eight year old Ayan had sc...