*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft spell check. You've been forewarned. *.*.*.* Upon hearing of the demise of her husband Emily Burgess stoically invited Annie Burgess, Anatole Burgess's spinster sister to come and reside...
Peer pressure has existed as long as humanity and it was a powerful force on college campuses in 1969. The majority of students protested the Vietnam War in one way or another. My frat brothers and I would predictably join whatever anti-war demonstration we could find, not out of our deep commitment to stop the war, but out of our commitment to skip classe...
This story is a fantasy based on actual events. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. My name is Mike, and this is my story. I was a total geek growing up. I got straight A's. I spent Friday nights playing board games with my family. I secretly wanted to act, but I found myself in charge of lighting at all of the school plays. I tried to sin...
Just to refresh your memory I reproduce here the last few words of part 2. Ten years went by. During these years, in the beginning Razia and I exchanged letters nearly every month but soon it came down to a New Year greeting card once a year. A couple of years later this also stopped. In other words I lost contact with her completely. In these years I di...
Lit 6 14-20 14 pick a side Max Stone, the sign read. It was being held by my best friend, Jennifer. Well, she used to be my best friend. She was about to have a real problem. Jennifer hugged me tight and asked, "How are you? Are you still mad at Marty?" "Who me? I'm not mad. I'm just going to sue his ass off. You are going to have to pick your side on thi...
Part I Cheryl Chapter 1 "It's all about timing, Joe," she grinned at me, her slim hand brushing across my lean muscled torso, crossing my short nest of curly brown pubic hair before arriving at my penis, both hair and penis sticky from the drying effluence of both guy and girl juices. "Time it right, and no one will know." "That selling off my shares of...
"A peony for your thoughts!" A soft voice spoke near me, breaking me out of my daydream. It was Eleanor Carter from the flower stall next to my location at the Farmer's Market. She was holding a beautiful, deep magenta flower, out to me. I reached over the display of organic tomatoes and took the offering. "Thanks Eleanor." I responded to the pretty young w...
CHAPTER ELEVEN "Let me see." Kate tried to remove Aaron's shirt as soon as they were in the bathroom with the door shut. "You trying to get me naked Katie?" Aaron grinned. "She'll hear you, be quiet." Kate hissed. "Trying to get me naked so you can have your wicked way with me Katie, baby?" "I swear, if I don't find any injuries when I get this shirt of...
Authors Note: The following is a continuation (Chapters 9 and 10) of Book 2 of "Donna's Ultra High Heels" which followed Book 1 of the same name, all in the fetish category. It is recommended that this series be read in order. ***** Chapter 9 After arriving back at Ken's apartment from the visit to the Chatsworth's Mansion, Donna and Ken hurried to the...
This story will make more sense if you have read my first Madeline story (July 2016). I placed this story in the Mature category because the mature Madeline qualifies to be there. However, her adventure dips into Loving Wives, First Time, BDSM (d/s), Lesbian, Group Sex, and Erotic Couplings (not in that order). Some gal. And, oh yes, its quite long, and...