Helen was looking forward to seeing Martin again. She had 'known' him for quite a while via the Internet and had met up with him in person just once before. They had seemed to get along really well, and even though it was a first meeting, they had had sex... and that had been good too. Now it was time for them to meet again. Helen was not some giddy girl, b...
Thanks to everyone who has continued to follow this story. A big snowfall this week gave me some free time to write, so this is the longest chapter so far. I hope people like, and as always I appreciate the votes. I have one story, Sheer Undies, that has been up on the site for nearly five years and hasn't had anywhere near the number of reads and votes...
DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age and legally able to consent to any sexual activities in which they engage. For the purposes of this story children don't start school until after age 8 which is why they can be 18 and still in high school. None of the depictions of sexual activity in this story involve ANYONE under the age...
It had been 15 years since her Harold had passed away, and Marge had gotten used to being alone. Of course, she had lady friends, and some male acquaintances, but at 66 years old, she had removed sex from her life, except the occasional fantasy about Brad Pitt or Tom Cruise. Harold had been the only man, except for a brief fling with his Best Man right a...
Disclaimer: All of the characters described in this story are fictional and over the age of 18. Note from author: Thanks to everyone who voted or commented on the first chapter. It is always helpful to get feedback and I try to keep it in mind when starting a new story. The second chapter in this series is told from Becky's perspective in order to explore t...
As Joan ascended the steps of the church, she glanced up at the stained glass windows. None of the lights seemed to be on, which was rather odd. Did Father Ben cancel confession? Would she even be able to get into the building? Or were all of the doors locked? She grabbed the thick brass handle of the main entrance and pulled. As the heavy wooden door creake...
This is the third part of 7 installments. Unfortunately, I wrote and posted Part 2 more than two years ago so I apologize for the long hiatus. This installment slows down the action a bit to allow for some character expansion and plot development. Hopefully, we'll all find it worthwhile as Scott's journey moves on. It's been awhile so to refresh your memori...
I live for the moment I hear that catch in her throat with our first kiss. Then her breathing getting heavier with each caress, touch, or stroke to her sensitive places, I wait for those three words she will say..., yet. Catherine Chapter 1 How I Met Catherine. My God, have I imagined this whole thing? Or maybe I fell asleep standing up in that train...
[This story does include bodily functions and some serious corporal punishment as well as lesbian relationships. If you are not interested in any of the above, you should read no further. All characters are well over 18.] *** Eleanor spoke to all her housemates about how things needed to work for them all to feel good about the set-up and to continue to ge...
Author's note: all person's depicted in this story who are engaged in sexual activity are fictional and over the age of 18 years old. _______ My wife and I had a three year-old son, Toby, and on those occasions when we needed to go out, we would usually call on the daughter of my next door neighbor, Frank. Her name was Kaitlin and she was a typically cute...