By just after seven o'clock the day's shooting schedule had been finished to the satisfaction of Alex and there was a mass exodus from the set although Alex, ever the perfectionist, went through the script for the following day as well as the weekly schedule. Every time he sat down in a chair with "DIRECTOR" on the back he couldn't suppress a thrill running...
I decided to spend the day at the library -- studying and getting some distance on the events of the previous night. After kissing Lisa and making plans to meet in the afternoon, I walked to campus and along the elm-lined Mall. The day was already quite warm, and students were lounging on the ground or crowding the steps of the buildings that lined the walkw...
What a dump, Abraham Russell thought as he glanced around the reception area. It was how he'd expected it, to be honest—naff in a cheap kind of way. They'd made an attempt to make it look sensual and erotic, but overall the effect was more Blackpool than burlesque. Stylish photos of scantily-clad models from the sixties and seventies were placed on the walls...
VI -- Inside Changes, Outside Changes "My sister is going to be so jealous," he said, looking outside the passenger window. Turning to the driver, he told her, "My sister is crazy about you, you know. She thinks you're just about the prettiest thing since God made the sunset." Kaylee blushed, "Well, maybe after we get you caught up to the present day and t...
This chapter follows on from Ch1 but can be read in isolation. ***** As Jon drove away from the hotel he knew it was only a matter of time before he returned. After the most amazing night of his life he could not get Emily out of his mind. The feel of her sweet lips around his morning woody as he awoke was an experience he defiantly wanted to repeat. Twe...
This is a stroke story. It's ridiculous and unrealistic. No one is worried about STDs, sizes are exaggerated, everyone is bi (or at least the women are) and people can fuck for hours without chafing. --- My most recent conquest, a dancer named Alyssa, was kneeling in front of me on the floor. She was naked; I had managed to keep on my shoes, which (in ret...
Thank you so much to Bamphire, who helped me edit this story. *** *** *** *** Giada was in a long distance relationship with her boyfriend Jamal that like most had been anything but easy. When she had started dating him, their senior year of high school, she hid it from her parents. Her strict Italian family did not want her dating a black man. They had fo...
"Congratulations to us," Malcolm said, touching his little plastic cup to my bottle of water. "And a job exceptionally well done to you, Melody." "It was a joint effort, Malcolm," I demurred. It was Thursday evening, and we were on our way back to Seattle. "Considering all the ideas originated with you, that's arguable." He smiled, settling back in to his...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This...
It would help the storyline if the previous parts were read in order, but each does stand alone. Whilst still about the lesbian Domme/sub relationshipm between forty three year old, sub Amanda and her eighteen year old Domme, Sammi, this part is largely concerned with forced exhibitionism. * "God I do love your arse," Sammi said running her fingertips acr...