(After a long hiatus, the story continues; sorry for the delay. Work and earning a living got in the way of David and Abbie's story. This supplement grew much longer than I expected and I'm already considering part 06. Fadedgiant) * College was well underway and Abbie was making a smooth transition. Of course, she had David helping keep the wrinkles under...
It would be an understatement to say that Eric, my husband, was ambitious. He joined a local gym when he heard his boss was a member, dressed in a similar style, hoping to get noticed. We even moved into the same dockside apartment block as his boss, though we had a hokey little flat several floors below his boss's three bedroomed penthouse where he lived al...
"I can't believe that almost three months have already passed," Ann, said quietly as she perched on the arm of the large comfortable chair David was sitting in. . "Our time here will be over before we hardly know it," she complained sadly, a trace of bitterness in her soft voice. "I know, darling," David said, sympathizing with her, "I'll probably never be...
The door bell rang. David had been sitting in an easy chair, reading a mystery novel. It was after ten at night, and he thought that someone being at the door was really unusual. In addition to it being late, he was in a vacation house and normally no one would be there. He got up from his chair and went quietly to the door. He noticed that both the dead-bol...
Every writer, professional and amateur alike, experiences creativity dry spells. These dry spells (some call it "writer's block") have plagued writers and storytellers since the beginnings of the oral and written tales. The ancient Greek storytellers would call upon lesser goddesses, also known as muses (there were nine), to help inspire their creativity. H...
David really didn't want to go running, but he knew that if he didn't go for his daily run he would really feel guilty later. No, what he really wanted to do was to make himself cum. He also knew though that if he went running and then came back to shower his body would reward him with a mind blowing orgasm. So not putting things off any longer, David put on...
Michaela was a basically normal twenty-three year old. In high school she had been a quasi-emo/scene kid, but in college found herself to be in the normal groove of most college kids. She was five foot five, less than a hundred and fifty pounds, and had an ass that literally every guy stared at; coupled with her 34 D's, and infectious smile she was never som...
Chapter Three - Translucent 22 September 2007 Petra awoke mid morning; she felt a little hungover and her anus was tender. Vignettes of the previous evening played across her mind as she lay in the bed under the pink satin comforter; she had a morning hardon tenting her panties which she lazily stroked as she recalled Mick ravishing her right here in this...
Author's note: This is a major rewrite of the original story. Your input told me I had rushed you through the development of their relationships and left too many things unexplained. Hopefully this will make it all clear to you…. Any comments? ***************************8 "You're missing the show," said Eric with an evil smile. "What do you mean?" answ...
David, ever the romantic, first suggested a return trip to Hawaii over candlelight during our Valentine's Day dinner. We hadn't been back in years, he reminded me. Money was coming in steadily now, and, frankly, we deserved a little down time. One month later, our bags were packed and we settled in for the six-hour flight from Denver to Honolulu. This was go...