Over the course of the next eight or so weeks, we toned things down a bit: an odd thing to say about two people who had not even kissed yet, but we did a little less eye-gazing and face-touching. We talked more about daily things, remembering that other people existed. We went some places, but not many, since we were both homebodies at heart. Our lives wer...
Like to think my editor sexnovella, for looking over this. * 45. BRAW, BRAW, damn phone, who the hell turn you on last night, as I turn over to where Kate was sleeping and notice that she's nowhere to be found in my hotel room, what the hell, I think as I turn over and slap my phone off, what a minute did that actually happen last night, or was that one...
IMPORTANT NOTE TO READERS! - As an official disclaimer, it must be noted and strongly emphasized that no sexual relationships between "underage" individuals and adults—either consensual or non-consensual—ever actually takes place within the descriptions and the general narrative of this literary work. As you read this story, you will come to realize that the...
Emily stood along the side of the dungeon with the other unclaimed slaves. They were each clad only in bra and thong. They were chained together at their ankles with wrists bound snugly behind their back. The Dominant Male in charge was dressed in black leather slacks and a leather vest which only slightly hid His manly chest. This was the first time Emily...
This is for darling Megs with love 1 Lance CPL Liz relaxed contentedly on her bed in the correctional officers' dorm. She had now been working in her lowered status at the principal men's prison for six months and enjoyed being outside in the warm weather. She liked the crisp white short-sleeved blouse and tight black shorts that the c.o.'s wore, along wit...
Chapter 1 -- Morning at Home As I wake in the morning, i rise naked from the bed. My first task is to retrieve then reverently kiss and place Your collar around my neck. i pad softly to the kitchen to start Your coffee. I return and kneel on the floor by your side of the bed, waiting for you to rouse from your slumber. While i wait my only thoughts are of w...
This game began mid August 1981. We kept in touch with Dave and Sandy, the young couple in their thirties, by phone and by mail. I'd written them telling about how much fun the two older couples had been at the pizza bar. Dave was disappointed that he and Sandy missed that pizza party. We'd try a group pizza tit flash again. We decided it would be fun to h...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person, location or situation in particular. All characters engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen. This submission is the end of my 4-part series about a mature man starting to model for an artist, leading to other fun sexual activities. I hope you have had fun & enjoyed reading my...
Monday, June 7 Dear Diary, I have so much to tell you that I hardly know where to begin. But like Julie Andrews once sang, I’ll start at the very beginning. After the excitement of New Orleans and the ‘happenings’ there, I kind of retreated into my shell again. Why? Worried about becoming a whore. Worried about enjoying sex too much. Worried that one day,...
- Summer in ’72 - The forest had been my childhood playground for many years, and although it is almost three decades gone now, both youth and woodland, the memories are still special, having been influential in much of my life as a writer. That old-world hundred acre remnant saw my friends and I grow up while developing through late boyhood to early teens...