All characters in this story are age 18 or older. * Craig Stewart was having a bad day. It was January second, the first day of spring semester of his senior year in high school. Everybody else had enjoyed vacation for two weeks. Craig, along with Hank Jones and Jeff Mullins, had been out for ten. The three of them had been expelled for fighting and attem...
Monday, Eleanor awoke early – the sky in the East had barely begun to lighten. Remaining under the covers, she stretched, deliberately lengthening from fingertips to toes. Physically, she was exhausted, but her mind raced with visions of what the day – especially her commute home – might hold. Memories of her subway ride the previous Friday evening flooded...
I must be reincarnated from the Woodstock Generation. Not so much the peace, love and happiness part, but, though only 25, I loved the music that was over 40 years old. Guys my age were into current hits, but I was strictly what they now call oldies. Not doo-wop, which I like, too, but more top 40's and album cuts from the sixties and seventies. And not j...
Author's note: This is a short and fun niche story for those with a topless voyeur fetish. There is no sex, but there is light romance. In the entire spectrum of hazing fantasies, this is about as gentle and innocent as it gets. All characters 18+. ***** Leslie stood in the corner with a wine cooler in her hand and looked over the guys at the party. A lot...
I had been back at work on Monday, but Blake didn't act as if anything had happened. I guess I should explain. I had tricked Blake into taking me with him on one of his business trips by telling him that the escort service couldn't provide anyone and I volunteered to go instead. I expected to do whatever I could to secure a renewal of the contract and make h...
**The characters in this story are real, although any names are fictional. The events described did not take place, but they could** * PART ONE I am nervous as I fumble with the key you sent me, easing it into the lock of the door you directed me to. My hands tremble as I push the door shut behind me. There are no windows, and I pause for a moment to allo...
Just a note about this story. It is actually a piece that was cut from a novel I was writing because it got too melodramatic; after all the talking and character establishment it basically comes down to sex, which kind of doesn't fit with the rest. It is set in Victorian London in 1888, I know that it is quite verbose, this was the writing style I took on fo...
Discoveries Part 1 Jennifer Armstrong, known to her friends as Jenny was a very satisfied and content woman as she started to open the mail that fateful Friday morning. She had decided to take a "mental health day " and a long weekend. She had planned to do a little cleaning and then a day at the salon and spa and primp her self for her darling husband Dave...
Well, over the course of time we (my x and I) did quite a bit of erotic things. One of the biggest was, in the beginning, always talking during love making, especially when getting very aroused. Talk about her and other men. Talk about her showing herself to other men. Talk about her making it with other men. Of course, in the beginning just a lot of talk th...
Well, over the course of time we (my x and I) did quite a bit of erotic things. One of the biggest was, in the beginning, always talking during love making, especially when getting very aroused. Talk about her and other men. Talk about her showing herself to other men. Talk about her making it with other men. Of course, in the beginning just a lot of talk th...