This is a resubmission. All characters depicted are eighteen years old or over. * It was the sort of beautiful Spring day that transcends all description. The sky was crisp and clear and perfectly blue. Calvin didn't take notice of the fresh green grass crunching pleasantly beneath his feet nor the burgeoning trees, with their leaves dancing in the breeze....
Some years ago, an excellent writer of adult fiction, writing under the pseudonym "Little Joe," created several characters inspired by myself and several lovely ladies we both knew. One character was based on me, Bobbie Kaye, and was nicknamed Cutie, or Little Miss Cutie. Little Joe posted a number of these wonderful stories, in which Bobbie Kaye and her fri...
Ah weddings, that magical time when two become one. I love them, the happiness of the day, the excitement of the people around, the beauty of the bride, and yes even the groom, as well. I hope you enjoy this chapter, please vote and comment. From This Day Forward From this day forward, You shall not walk alone. My heart will be your shelter, And my ar...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an Editor and no, I do not want an Editor. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category, yes this is stupid shit and yes, I su...
Anne watched him sadly before getting in the car and driving off. She picked up her cell and dialed. "Rene, Hi, it's Anne...yeah, he just left...I know and that's why I want to talk to you...Sure, I can be there in 30 minutes...Great, see you." Anne parked and went over to the outdoor café and sat down across from her friend, "I hope I didn't drag you away...
Although we had apparently agreed to go back to the room for a quickie, I think we both kind of chickened out once we got back there. It wasn't anything that anyone said out loud, more like something we just decided not to bring up again. Maybe it was the 'scene of the crime' or maybe it was the sunlight streaming through the windows... or maybe it was the t...
April Saturday, April 01, 2000 "Are you awake, Marilyn"? "Yes, Mrs Barnabas" "Are you playing with yourself, Marilyn?" "No, Mrs Barnabas" "I want you to start. I am going to suck Mr Barnabas' cock and I want to think about poor girls who don't get any cock while I do it." "Yes Mrs Barnabas" That is how my day started. I didn't argue, I didn't even he...
A further chapter in the story of the unlikely relationship between the beautiful blond heiress, Tara Hawthorne, and me, Seth Johnson, a poor kid from the wrong side of the tracks, during Christmas break in our sophomore year in college. At the time, Tara was nineteen, and I was twenty. You will have to read the first two parts of this story to understand th...
Chapter Nine Hmmm, heaven was built on spicy Szechwan chicken. Michelle popped the last bite into her mouth and sat back on the couch, her hand on her flat stomach. She had changed clothing before sitting down with Nick and the food, putting on a pair of short black leggings and an oversized FBI tee shirt her brother had gotten for her when he went to Quant...
The day that followed, I found myself thinking about last night with Jenna a lot. I wondered if she was right and I too could take both Eric and Rob at the same time. I also wondered about the plan Jenna mentioned, what did she mean a plan? I had never had anal sex before let alone double penetration. Start slow and have a goal, Jenna had said. What did she...