Jason sat on the wooden bench in the courtyard waiting for Ellie to show for 2nd period. She had kissed him on his cheek and rushed out of history class like a cheetah, so here he sat. It was now 20 minutes into the period and he was beginning to feel foolish, constantly following Ellie around like a little puppy dog. He needed to know what else was going on...
"Here we are," said Fred, turning the moving van on to Washington Avenue. Amber reached over to grab his arm. "I hope this is a good idea." "Everything will be fine," replied her husband. "This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't need to do this." "Honey, it's alright. Things will work themselves out." "Are they all black?" "As far as I c...
The following story is an erotic fictional work. Relating to the crew of a galaxy-class starship U.S.S Enterprise 1701 D. Whose crew are seeking peaceful sexual exploration throughout the galaxy: which include characters copyrighted by Paramount. The story is intended for non-commercial enjoyment of adult mature readers. No copyright infringement is intended...
Arkis patrolled the forest outside the village. Walking the wilds gave him a small measure of peace, as it reminded him of the roaming times, the good times he had with his wife so many years ago. Suddenly he stopped, for he noticed tracks in the fluffy forest loam. A small group of people had passed by there, towards the village. He knelt down and touched a...
Francis E. Sterling III by all accounts considered himself to be a lucky man. Having moved from England to attend college in the United States he had been able to free himself from the confines of a stuffy traditional British heritage. Standing 5'-10", weighing 150 lbs. soaking wet, with a slight build, he was definitely not an imposing figure. Despite his p...
Short and to the point: This is a Breast Expansion Fetish story. If B.E.'s not up your alley, then you probably shouldn't bother with this tale. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Siren Song: The Final Chord by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~~~~~~~~~~~ First Draft started 2008-06-17 This version 2014-06-01 Proof-reading: A very heartfelt thank you to CoffeePilot fo...
Author's Note: I'm sorry about the long delay. I was busy most of the time, and when I wasn't, I procrastinated, but I didn't do it because I was trying to be a naughty tease; I had good reason. Like I mentioned, after this story expanded and lengthened, it got more personal. I found it a bit difficult to get back to it without invoking a set of feelings...
It all started . . . I was about to write "so innocently", but the truth is that it didn't start all that innocently. There was always an element of sin and fascination in the making of The Film. To begin with, anyway, there were four of us: Vanessa, Kelly, Daisy and myself. I was separated from them in more than one way. I was the only guy, for a start. T...
"Have you heard anything Tracy?" Mrs. Jones asked her son. Who was busy playing the latest video game on the TV in the living room. "No mom," Tracy said, his controller making the staccato tap-tap-tap his mother loathed. "I've been accepted at several schools, but no scholarships." "I told you to play sports," Mrs. Jones said. "How many times did I tell yo...
Jake was waiting for his wife, Hannah, to get ready. She was primping up since they were going out for dinner to celebrate their tenth wedding anniversary. He is thirty five years old and she is thirty two. They were staying the night at a nice hotel in downtown and had checked in late afternoon. Tonight their two young children are staying with Hannah's par...