With this story, I am going to begin a new form of storytelling. This story is open-ended -- that is to say, it will continue as I have new tales to tell and end when it ends. I hope you enjoy this first installment and will look forward to further adventures as I write them. The sunlight streamed into the bedroom of the Chateau, signaling the start of a n...
It was almost 9:00 PM when he finally took the elevator down from his office. It had been a stressful day, the boss on a rampage, pressure to complete a major report with the deadline unexpectedly moved ahead. He had worked his ass off to get it done, but now found at least some personal satisfaction in knowing it was finished and that he had done his best o...
It was when our new house was almost completed that my wife changed her mind from having curtains to wanting vertical blinds, so off I went to get some quotations. As my wife was in the armed forces she would regularly be away for months on end, so I was put in charge of sorting this out all on my own. Being a plumber by trade, being left to pick styles, c...
Let me get the family lineage out of the way so you can understand this story to its fullest. My name is Harry. I was raised in a close, loving family atmosphere over a period of nineteen years. My dad, John, has a younger brother, Raymond, who is married to my Aunt Ellen. My Aunt Ellen's younger sister, Roxanne, brings us to the heart of this episode. This...
It was a typical Saturday morning. I awoke early, did my morning exercise routine and showered. After brushing my long blond hair, I put on a robe and went downstairs to start breakfast for my husband Gary and myself. It was our standard Saturday morning repast; eggs, hash browns, sausage, toast, coffee and juice. When it was on the table I called Gary dow...
At what point does a preference become a fetish? I met Stella at a party. She had arrived with the critic Darian Fellini. Back then, Fellini was one of the art world's big stars. His book -- All the Naked Women -- had just come out, and everyone was talking about it. Was it art criticism? Or was it pornography? As a 19-year-old art student, I didn't really...
They had been friends for years, but never dated each other. They went out on occasion, but always talked about their current or just-ended love interests. There always seemed to be a level of sexual tension between them, but let it go at that. They never acted on those urges, both feeling that it would hurt their friendship to no end. It was Thursday; a da...
Mandy Ch. 02: Movies Joe had not forgotten a single moment of his previous Saturday night. He was still uncertain of whether or not it had really happened, though. Everything seemed so surreal and amazing that he wasn't quite sure what to think. His only hard evidence that anything had conspired was the strange note that simple said "See you next Saturday."...
The multi-chapter story of Cathy contains adult material, including spanking, pain and humiliation, anal sex and ass-to mouth. If this offends you, do not read this story and do not rate it. This chapter is the continuation of 'The Passionate Pleasures of Cathy'. When Melanie told her mother she was determined to lose her virginity during her weekend with...
Sophie Anne's house sat alone at the top of a small hill on Shore Road, overlooking the Narrows River. The house had once been a convent, Sophie Anne loved to tell people that...and it was a huge monstrosity with rooms and rooms. Her father, a Greek restaurateur (and by restaurateur, I mean money launderer for a crime family) had bought the place from the di...