Ohio, 2002 When I look at our family now, more than forty years later, at our two daughters, now married with families, I see both myself and my wife in them. My wife's dark straight hair, pale skin, blue eyes, petite frame, shy smile; my own turned up nose on one and lighter hair and dimples on the other. But our son is different. He doesn't look much li...
They sat in his kitchen and made small talk. It seemed incongruous to her that after what they had both experienced, they were able to behave as though nothing had happened. Beforehand she hadn't know quite what to expect from the experience, other than the prospect of sex. She had wondered if he would keep her chained her up in a cage, and feed her from a d...
Chapter 2: The Lab Assistant Kristen was a beautiful 19 year old college student. She had spent her life so far coasting on her father's wealth, and hoped to continue doing it for years to come. Supposedly, she was supposed to go to medical school, but Kristen had absolutely no interest. Her real plan was to marry rich, like her mother, and live a life of l...
Having cemented a position for myself in Hollywood, I could finally sit back and say I'd accomplished a lifelong dream. Ecstatic and nervous were the emotions I'd switch between constantly. Offers and scripts came from left, right and centre. My agent was a dime a dozen, sifting through everything sent my way. The film I'd shot with Jennifer had left a lasti...
It seems like ages since I had a chance to write anything not work related. I'm afraid I might have lost my long-time editor, LarryInSeattle. I hope not. I hope he's just on vacation. In any case, it goes without saying any errors are the result of my near total inability to read what is on the page versus what I'm thinking in my head. Forgive me. Categorie...
Ship's Doctor Beverly Crusher leaned forward in her chair and took a deep breath. "Go ahead, Beverly," Deanna Troi, the ship's counselor said. Deanna, being half betazoid, could sense something was deeply wrong with her friend. "Well, I'm not sure how to say it, Deanna. It's rather embarrassing" Beverly told her. Beverly's blue eyes darted around the room....
Over the previous few weeks Shelly had been testing her husband to see if he truly was serious about watching her having sex with her lover. After Dan had willingly licked her lovers cum from her panty and eaten her fucked pussy three different times Shelly decided she was ready to let her husband watch. The next time that Shelly went out to the bar with he...
When I finally pull into the garage at home, I take a quick look in the rear view mirror and fix my hair and lipstick. I grab a tissue, lift my dress and dab at the cum still leaking from my freshly-fucked pussy. I straighten up and toss the tissue into the trash bin. Fern ... another memory, another trophy, I suppose. I should be horrified at myself, but of...
**Thank you to intropervert for the great edits and suggestions** * No one would ever believe me if I told them what transpired over the weekend a few weeks back. I only write it down for myself, as if I was talking with someone and telling them what happened to make myself feel better. They'd lock me up if I really told someone. I'm an adventurist, meani...
Melissa Fourtnoy had picked flowers from Mrs. Tunnsmore's garden and delivered them to Mrs. Edith Brickhouse's house. The grandmotherly Mrs. Brickhouse and Mrs. Fourtnoy had a pleasant time. They met each Saturday for tea. It was a two-hour drive for Melissa, but with her love-life barren, it was well worth it. Melissa found Mrs. Brickhouse mature and atte...