Mummy drove me out into the countryside to what looked like a stately home like you might see in a period drama. Once again I was made to take off my dress by the receptionist. A nurse led me into a tiled bathroom where she placed a tube up my bottom and filled me up with a warm water and soap solution. "You need to be nice and clean for the doctor". I had...
I'm sitting on my office desk looking forward to finish my job and run to our house because i missed you. I missed your touch your hug your smell your body everything about you. Meanwhile i spend my time watching some old photos from our not so long past. Photos from summer vacations and private moments we shared. I stay on one particular picture of you we...
My alarm is going off, I sit up in bed and stretch my arms out not wanting to be up yet. It feels so good to be laying in bed next to you. I lay back down slide myself close to you. I was sleeping naked again. Somewhere in the middle of the night I kicked them off and they probably fell between the footboard and the bed. I'm groping your breasts as my cock i...
Emily, a thirty year old curvy brunette, was doing dishes at the sink, waiting for her husband to come home. He worked a laborious job and often came home grumpy and tired. Emily was typically cheerful and happy-go-lucky, a ray of sunshine in the dark days of life. She enjoyed doing dishes... well, not the actual dish-doing part, but she loved the warm wat...
I'm flying the airplane. A wing dips and I turn the wheel, scraping ailerons on the frozen air. The plane yaws; I reach up and adjust the trim. It rolls; I pull back on the yoke. We level off. I'm scared, afraid of losing control, of falling. But still, I'm flying. It's my skill that keeps us in the air, keeps the passengers safe. The passengers... I...
Authors note: Ever Since I was a young boy I have always loved gangster stories and movies and decided to write one here. This gangster story of mine is totally made up from my own huge imagination and is for entertainment purposes only. No harm or any offence was meant to any race, religion or creed doing this story. It is all in gangster fun story telling....
Author's Note: this is the final installment of Love On the Run. I hope you have enjoyed it. As always I sincerely welcome comments/feedback. You'll note, particularly in Chapter Sixteen, mention of the kellners of Chicago. Sebastian Kellner's story is told in Out of the Past also available on here. If you enjoyed this story, I recommend checking that one ou...
Author's note: This is the second part of a six-chapter story. I recommend reading the first instalment if you haven't done so yet. + As usual my thanks go to my editors, Stattion and Joffa. Everything that's right is their work. Everything that's wrong is my fault. +++ Chapter 02: Dealing with Justin Alicia I woke with a start in the morning, still l...
Two attractive, and mostly naked college freshmen were having a blast. They were on a drop cloth in an old high school gym. Paint was everywhere. It was on the drop cloth, on the ladders, but mostly on them. Angie had tubes of art paint in each hand. Gretchen had just given up her brush and had grabbed the whole bucket of house paint. Before the inevitable h...
I didn't pay all that much attention to Holly Blake when we were growing up. She was a tomboyish skinny kid that crossed paths with me from time to time but we had nothing in common other than the neighborhood where we lived just outside of Columbia, South Carolina. Everyone knew that her father had died when she was very young and that her mother had never...