Starting Over II, Chapter 1. This is a continuation to the story "Starting Over", which was written several years ago. It was not just a stroke story, but had some more fleshed out characters. I've tried to get started on this sequel several times, but never got going on it. Here, finally, is a continuation. The previous story took place in late 2012 up...
Kyle and I grew up together. Our families lived across the street from each other in a small town in northeastern Iowa. I can't remember a time when Kyle and I weren't friends. We are almost exactly the same age. Kyle is only two months older, a fact that he never lets me forget. From the beginning, we spent virtually all our spare time together. If we were...
All characters are over eighteen years old. This is probably my weakest story, and yes there are more stories. I had actually written Parts One and Three long before this one as I wasn't sure how to write the Grading, and especially the Training scenes. Thus, there was less inspiration and more perspiration in writing this story. ***** The next morning C...
Act 4: Coming To Fruition The ceaseless snow continued to flutter through the air as the day drifted by. My ability to concentrate was becoming increasingly difficult as my mind slipped into the outer edges of darkness, time and again. I needed to know what exactly Judy was looking for, what she needed, it was this passion that became my fire. As the thr...
We ate some blueberry muffins with butter. Karen had another glass of wine. I had another Diet Coke. She had moved from the floor to the Murphy bed while I heated up the muffins in the microwave. The Murphy bed was not in direct view from the window. Karen was naked as required. Her sexual scent filled the suite. No two women on the planet had the same scent...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a very graphic story, with farting, piss-drinking, cum-sharing and a dominant older woman, so you've been warned. If this appeals to you, please enjoy. If it does NOT, please do NOT keep reading. If this sort of thing isn't to your liking, don't read it expecting it to be and then complain about it in comments, there are tons of other...
Chapter 2 - Room 122 The Dungeons and Dragons group met on the main campus in the engineering department on Wednesday nights. Professor Habersham always reserved Room 122. Natalie and Christie walked down the flight of stairs to Room 122 which was in the basement. The brunette girl wrinkled her nose at the smell as they walked past stacks of storage boxes...
They both froze at the sound of keys jangling in the door. The younger boy stared at the door, unsure of what to do. "Quick!" the older woman said quickly, panic in her green eyes. "Get the door!" The boy sprang up and dashed to the door, but even as he did so, the sound of a bolt sliding home told them both that he was too late. He reached the handle, eve...
There's something special about the first time. Ok, actually there's a lot of awkward things about the first time: Nervousness, losing control too fast, not knowing exactly how to please and how to last and the list could go on. In the end though, take away the inelegance of it and the first is special in a way. To a submissive like me, it's like a claiming...
[This is a sequel to 'Nicky Gets It On His 18th'] It was only half past eight on a Saturday morning and six of my work mates were already at the door. Well it wasn't any old Saturday, I mean it was Nicky's eighteenth. They were all really big guys and just piled out of the works Four By Four looking like they were fit and ready for an energetic day out. "...