October 4th, 2003 Dear Eric, I hope I have your address correct for this letter. I was in a bit of a hurry when we spoke on the phone, and my hand was trembling when I wrote down your address. I did not realize your voice would still have such a truly profound effect on me. I suppose it should not surprise me after the impact you have had on my life, but i...
Cathy had a small frame, large breasts, milk-white chubby face and short black hair. She was a curious 18-year-old - more so than most, especially when it came to that pulse-quickening world of sexual sensation. Even at a very early age she had explored her own body; pushing the nerves and receptors to such levels that strange muscular contractions made her...
Chapter Two: Looking Forward She flicked her unashamedly bleached hair out of her face, blinking her lashes at Arial. He simply stood there, dashingly, holding the lighter for her. She leaned in and lit her cigarette without touching it with her hands, and stood straight again. Arial simply chuckled at the sight of her cheeks drawing inward, and flicked the...
I'm not sure exactly when I fell in love with Jenny. I suppose it must have been quite early in our acquaintance. We actually started with the company at more or less the same time. I was a graduate trainee, very proud of myself in my shiny new Burtons suit; she was simply one of the nameless plebs who used to push the post trolley around the building three...
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 while ago I got an email from Sarah, one of my former lady friends, with an interesting proposition. We had made love several times and she had always been enthusiastic, sometimes a bit kinky, but never too far out. One of the things she liked was to take a dildo and put it into her pussy and have me fuck her with it. After she climaxed from the dildo, I w...
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...
After my divorce I was devastated in all ways, emotionally, spiritually, financially you name it. Luckily we had no kids, so I was spared the pain of seeing what they would have had to endure. I don't resent my ex wife, we were just not compatible from the start. I guess you could say all we had was sex and a lot of it. We fucked on the first date and contin...
The long wooden bench along the platform would have been empty if not for the fair-skinned figure seated at its very end. In fact, the entire platform would have been empty. Every time she looked around at the vacant space surrounding her, she'd immediately double-check her ticket to reconfirm: yes, she was in the right place. The next train due to arrive...
Chapter 24 -- Spring Break At the end of the week before Spring Break was about to start, Ruthie received an envelope from her father in Nebraska. She dreaded to think of what it contained. Sure enough, it was an airplane ticket. She sighed from frustration, because the last place she wanted to spend her week of free time during Spring Break was Lincoln. We...