Chapter 2: Hanna Grows Bananas I answered the knock on the door and let in Hanna. Hanna looked more radiant than I had ever seen her. She looked as if she was in her 20's, not her 30's. More than that, her clothes were becoming more stylish and feminine. I remembered how she dressed like a Saigon bag lady when we first met. Now, Hanna wore a little makeup a...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 60). This story...
John had just finished high school, with no real plans or goals for his future. He still liked getting high, drinking, and just having fun in general. He was out with his best friend Ralph jamming to the tunes and getting high while cruising town. Ralph asked John what the hell was he going to do now. John just shrugged and said hell I don't know. Ralph laug...
We sat in our ravens nest surveying our domains with the pond and the sunlight glittering upon it, singing a soft harmony to the birds chattering and declaring our domains to be theirs and that was fine since we didn´t mind sharing, not with them. Sharing with Them was more problematic, since They like ants wanted to fill the world and the constant moronic...
Important Message: this is a slow story. If you're looking for a quick cum, forget about it. In fact, nobody cums in this first part. Still, it's definitely an erotic story: it only has a different feel to it. I tried to make the main character more "real" than most "guys you find in an erotic story". He's neither an angel or a lecherous bastard but rather s...
I tell you to kneel, running my nails across the bare skin of your chest. It's freshly waxed; you know how I don't like your chest hairy. You break out in goosebumps, and I press harder. I remind you that you are not to move, you are not to make a sound until I say so. You think about disobeying me, but you don't. Don't lie. I saw the thought flash across...
Chaquela checked her hair in the mirror one last time before feeling absolutely satisfied. Every hair was in place, every curl and wave sheer perfection. It had to be. Tonight, when his girlfriend left, she intended to give Antonio Furman a fuck he'd remember before heading off to play defensive tackle for the Miami Dolphins and with her two-foot tall weave,...
Olivia knew Chelsea had heard the giggle and she was sure it was Livy's giggle she had heard. "Who was that?" Who's there?" "What are you talking about, Chelsea?" "Didn't you hear it? It was like a girl giggling right behind us." "No, I didn't hear any giggling. Did you, Lisa?" Lisa was standing at the bottom of the stairs and shrugged her shoulders. "...
I had seen this guy a few times at one of the places my girl friends and I go for a drink. A place that we don't visit on a regular bases, beer and popcorn/peanuts is not my type of place. You ask for a glass of wine and they open a bottle that has a twist off cap, I know they got that for $1.98 per bottle. The label has the time of day they put the juice in...
Rick Leaned a sheet of pegboard against the storefront and poked his head through the dive shop door. The whole place was filled with boxes and crates. "You here?" He called out. "Halp!" He waded through the boxes, an anxious look on his face. Karen was unhurt, seated on the floor surrounded by dive masks. She had on another spaghetti-strap silk top, one...