The rest of that next day sped past. I went home, threw together some microwave dinner (the way of the bachelor) and sat in front of the television to watch the news and later, some inane movie. None of it registered since all I could think about was the next evening and you! In the morning and early afternoon of the next day, I spent several hours in the o...
"I hate the bastards!" growled Mimosa the following day, employing the worst insult available in the Knights' language. Illegitimacy was the ultimate stigma in a society that attached so much importance to child-bearing. Glade paused from shaving her fellow slave's crotch. She was aware of the vehemence of Mimosa's remark. "I hate them too," she said, altho...
Regular readers know this. You who are new to me don't. But these stories are mostly true. The story and what happened and how I felt is true. The dialog is how I remember it, but you and I both know that memory is faulty when it comes to dialog. My name really IS Charlotte and Paul's name really is Paul and yes, we really live in the Richmond, Virginia area...
You wake up wishing you could fall back to sleep. For a wedgie fetishist, so much of life is dreams. Fantasies of every variety can not only come to life in the land of dreams, but they can stay that way. Animated by your desires you can spend an indiscernible amount of time among a horde of people permeated by lust for wedgies. Surrounded by the barely clot...
This is a story of two women who love each other, and share everything. Many of my readers have probably noticed that I sometimes include a religious undertone in my stories, and occasionally target specific religious groups. This story is no different, and this time, my emphasis is on 'the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints' (the Mormons), and take...
He looked down at her, she had worn the ivory corset, as he had asked, he could feel the ties along her back, his hands itching to release it, and expose her. But not yet, this was her night, he would take his time. She had also worn tiny ivory, lace panties, and thigh high silk stockings, he took her in, walking around her, watching her chest rise and fal...
Karen felt someone tapping her on the shoulder. She had been fast asleep, and really did not want to wake up. It had been a great three months of fun with both of the Taylors, especially with Jon being away working in China during most of that time. She heard a whisper, "Karen, who is that lying in our bed next to you?" Karen's eyes opened to see her husba...
Two years ago I was going out with this girl who was really into sex. I mean, really... On one occasion, her parents had gone on holiday, and weren't due back for a couple of weeks. She was still living with them at the time, and, while they were away, I'd sort of moved in to keep her company. One weekend, she decided that we didn't socialise enough, and in...
Riley here. First let me thank everyone for all the votes, views and warm feedback on my stories. While all of my stories can be enjoyed separately the third and final part of The Conference follows on directly from the second part, which I would recommend reading first. It may also be worth reading Part three of stories as well for some background. *****...
I have always enjoyed showing others what I knew, maybe being a big brother helped, also moving during my school years changed my life. My family moved from Ohio to Georgia, then Florida, and I found out that not all schools are the same, northerner's were much more advanced than their southern counterparts. I was forced to sit out 2-years of middle-school...