It has been four weeks since the Majors went to Jennifer's unit formal. The relationship settled into a predictable routine of Jennifer and the Major getting together on the weekends and when ever they can find time in the schedule. Jennifer signed up for the last semester of classes including a defense clinic with the local public defender's office. The M...
DAY 1 Jeff couldn't get the image of Sally's face from his mind as he looked down from the high mountain ridge at the steep and winding ski trail. He was angry and depressed, he pointed his ski tips straight down and set off at a breakneck pace. He went dangerously fast into his turns, his skis throwing up plumes of powder snow and skidding across ice patch...
Emma entered the café. She was a bit apprehensive – what would he be like? Why had she even agreed to this? She glanced down at her chosen outfit – a short denim skirt that showed off her tanned and toned smooth legs. She had chosen to wear her high heels to emphasise her legs, although her thin top clung to the shape of her pert breasts meaning most guys wo...
When I was in my early twenties I was fortunate enough to spend two years with Marie-Helene. She was every man's Frenchgirl fantasy come true; 5'6" 120lbs, long auburn hair with blond streaks and a body that would be considered a perfect 10 by anyone's standards. Our days and nights together were an exchange of close intimacies and sexual conquests. The pa...
Rendezvous at Grand Lake I was awake in Amelia's bed in Steamboat Springs, feeling groggy from too much travel and too much excitement in too few days. Domestic noises were coming from the kitchen and I thought about my two companions and the funny phone call with New York last night. I stumbled to the kitchen. They looked up at me in the doorway, shook t...
Trinket & Pieter Chill Out (c)2010 Erik Nelson This is a work of fiction. All characters and events and places are conceived in my mind and are born and raised in the bits and bytes on my computer. In memory of Rachel and Tom. "Yello." "Hey Pieter. What's happening?" "Hi Rachel. Just hangin'." "Tom and I are going to the condo this weekend. Wanna go?"...
AQToday I am a fully-fledged she-male, living with my girl friend Kim, who, to me, is the most beautiful girl in the world. We live as sisters to the outside world, but we are in fact passionate lovers. This whole true story started some 5 years ago, let us tell it to you. At that time I was a single guy, twenty-four years old with a very bachelor life sty...
Author's note: This is a story with sexual content but requires a long buildup. As usual, please feel free to comment. ________________________________ There is a place in New Hampshire called Zealand Valley. The valley is created by a brook named Zealand brook (thought some do call it Zealand River!). Following the brook up the side of a mountain brings y...
I'm writing this story in order to share a rather extraordinary experience, at least for me. You see, when I was first married to my beautiful wife, I was rather reluctant to share that beauty with any other eyes. Sure, there were a few moments like taking her top off out in Waikiki bay (with a surfer nearby in the water) and some backyard flashes that my wi...
Swollen nipples gliding gently against the mink coat. That was Cullen's main memory of Lisa Foxworth. She had opened her full-length mink coat that evening, as they stood near Rockefeller Center in the snow, and revealed that she was wearing only a black thong, a black garterbelt, and black stockings underneath her mink coat. It was not the first time Cullen...