This is my first attempt at writing any type of story so feedback would be most welcome I would like to thank KimMarie for her great editing skills and encouragement to improve my writing. The following stories are inspired by my actual life experiences. I am a middle-aged Aussie man and have enjoyed a healthy outdoor lifestyle since my preteen years thi...
Gasping excitedly, Eva and Lil Angel crawled even closer to the two-way mirror because they didn't want to miss a single thing. The entire dungeon had just erupted into chaos. Five men on Harleys' had just driven their motorcycles right into the dungeon. And, as Masters jumped out of the way they drove right up to the edge of the stage area. Another large...
Chapter Three: Bronze Huntress Like a colossus, the skyscraper towered over the City of Manhattan. A gleaming spike of steel and brick over one hundred stories tall, topped by a dirigible mooring mast, it dwarfed the structures around it into insignificance. On the 86th floor of this impressive building, an elevator door opened. Her face flush with excitem...
This story involves a number of categories; mature, first time and a touch of fetish content as well. *** The last day of high school couldn't have arrived soon enough for Gary Ahl, but that final bus ride home was a bittersweet one for the eighteen year old because it meant that he wouldn't be spending any more time staring at his fantasy woman on the 25...
The reader is cautioned to read the original story by Nicci. This is only one of many possible sequels. Jonathan tossed and turned the entire night. Sleep kept avoiding him yet the sun finally came up, shining in his face, burning in his memory, the evening before. In terrible turmoil, Jonathan climbed off the couch and staggered to the bathroom to pee and...
Note: This is an introduction to a group of people who have found a very friendly way to live. They have traveled many different roads to arrive at this point in their lives. If there is enough response, I have written about some of those past routes. However, since some of them take place quite a bit earlier in the protagonist's lives, they would not be sui...
Dedicated in equal parts love and lust to Whitney. * "Much of the Assembly is not please that you will be here." Chorus told me. Chorus isn't really her name, more of a job description, it is her job to narrate the rite, sort of like a Greek chorus, hence the name. Her hair is up in a bun, she is wearing glasses and a tweed pant suit. Somehow she is exh...
"I can't believe that asshole! It's a blizzard out there, how could he make you stay late?" Jenny said, he voice tinny and distant from April's cell-phone. April looked up at the fat, gray clouds, almost impossible to see through the veil of snow falling around her as she walked down the street. "It's my own fault, I didn't even say no." April replied. "Bu...
So what would you do next, dressed in your finest lingerie, standing facing the man who has taken you to places you only ever imagined, with his cum leaking from your ass and sliding down the inside of your leg? Well it's a bit late for small talk so I guess he's just going to up and leave. I'm wrong. Instead he asks when my folks will be home. Another coup...
If you have not read the first part "Poornima's Sexual Journey", please read it before you read this story of her sexual lust. I have written it the way it was narrated to me. I was asked by Poornima to finish it off in two parts, and therefore, this part is longer than the first. The rain looked like it would lash the entire night. Poornima did not want to...