On January 24, 1965, I reached the mature age of nineteen years and left Michigan State University in a snowstorm. It had snowed more than a foot and the drive south to Baroda took over six hours. I have reflected on that day upon more than one occasion in my life, and still marvel at how seemingly innocuous events can have such far-reaching repercussions....
"Right here, right now... Right here, right now..." The music boomed out of the Bang and Olufsen stereo system as Carlos followed the Hyundai driven by Fernandez into the outskirts of Colon. Carlos turned the music up. The drive, though scenic, had been boring, and the music made the time pass. Carlos could feel the power of the Audi R8 through the wheel an...
The Collector XIII Okay, as promised, here's the one I skipped over to write about my blow job from Trish. This is sort of a sequel to my eleventh entry, about Eileen. Eileen had told me about how another wife in the neighborhood, one of her friends, had gotten her to consider cheating on her husband. This other wife had a sexually neglectful husband and u...
FRIDAY At school on Friday, I continued to be greeted by more people who never previously acknowledged that I was alive, and I continued to be genial back. Fred tried to get more details from me about Dana, but I put him off with vague generalities. I was focused on putting into play my two ideas from the night before, plus trying to make up with Gina for w...
CHAPTER Three © Springfield (IL) [This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictiti...
"It's lopsided," Claudia said while eyeing the cake that was sitting on the counter. "It's definitely lopsided." "Only a little." With a rubber spatula in hand, Kimi applied the frosting so that it was nice and smooth against the baked dessert. "And besides, I hardly think he's going to notice a bit of lopsidedness. It *is* a chocolate fudge cake, after all...
Still no sex, sorry - VirtualAtheist ***** Over the next couple of weeks, I saw Alan and Erica here and there. We met up for a coffee at Starbucks in the city centre and one evening, Erica and Alan had me over for dinner at her flat. That was when I saw she had a complete DVD collection of Star Trek, The Original Series (digitally remastered), The Next Ge...
Chapter One Cindy Barlow slowed to a fast walk, as she turned onto her street; breaking into a wide smile as she gazed upon the scene before her. She'd started her run in the pre-dawn darkness; aware of the carpet of newly fallen snow but not seeing it. During her run the lightening sky had slowly revealed snow-clad trees and shrubs - not to mention cars an...
All the Characters in this fictional story are over the age of eighteen. "How was the revival, Mona?" "It was wonderful, Mom." "It must have been. Your face has the most beautiful smile on it. Who was there?" "All the kids from our church group and a lot of them from across town, too." "Well, that's good. You had dinner?" "Oh yes. There was a special...
Author's NoteAs the most accomplished porn star of modern times, SAMSON lives out popular male sex fantasies on a daily basis. This story recounts our hero's youthful exploits as a lusty high school gigolo and championship bodybuilder by the name of LANCE LEO. Lance has just turned 18. As quarterback of the Peoria Panthers, the senior broke the statewide rec...