Erin didn't like her photography professor. She squirmed in her seat as she listened to his lecture, scratching a fresh, itchy tattoo on her shoulder as he prattled on about "the golden hour." She had no desire to shoot landscapes at sunset. Pretty pictures bored her. Richie was a more conscientious student. He paid attention and took notes. The first weeks...
Hey Readers! Hope you are enjoying the story so far! I love getting feedback and comments so please toss them up or e-mail them to me. Again big huge Thank you to my amazing editor Bubba! Enjoy the Chapter, and yes more to cum! *********** Chapter 11! Robert had quickly changed into his swim trunks and a plain white t-shirt, stepping out of the guest...
She was lying on her back, and had been for a while now, looking at the ceiling of his little room while he watched her chest gently rising and falling. Eventually he realised that he was the one who would have to break the silence before it became too awkward. "You alright?" Zhair'lo asked Anzha. She nodded, a bare whisper of assent passing through her li...
It was a Sunday afternoon and just a few hours before the big football game later on tonight. Brittany was taking a warm shower to clean herself of her own brother’s cum. The two have been fucking like wild animals since Saturday afternoon. This was the first time Brittany had some rest from their continuous fucking. But that was soon to change. Jeff walks...
Recalling my 12 month relationship with Elaine is a great source of sexual fantasy to this day and something I still masturbate over all the time. I have strong images of things we did together even though her taste and smell has faded after all these years. I've never really had such an openly dirty relationship with anyone since though I went close with...
Please read chapter 1 first so that you will know who these people are and where they are both literally and emotionally. The Saturday of Memorial Day weekend came soon enough. The afternoon picnic was pure Americana: Softball games, eating, children playing on slides, swings, and teeter-totters. The menu was all-American too: hot dogs, hamburgers, potato c...
Chapter 46 Cynthia's Tales -- Part 3 Hayes Beach ran along Pacific side of the spur of land that formed the south end of Regal Bay proper. The spur, little more than a rocky outcropping, ran a bit more than three-quarters of a mile, starting at Van Winkle Park. Hayes Beach was very secluded, located nearly at the tip of the spur, and its sands only stretch...
Leslie organised the meeting with Stuart, Lewis and the school. Deeming it a 'matter of importance' their principal had made time the following day for a discussion. Leslie, however, was to be the only parent to attend. Stuart had declined to have either of his join and Leslie agreed to this. Leslie had complained to the school previously but this was to be...
"Maybe Mr. Smith would like to tell us what he thinks." I was suddenly jolted back to reality by the voice of my teacher. Realising I had been daydreaming again she'd spotted me and brought it to the attention of everyone else in the lecture hall, much to my reddening embarrassment. "Sorry Miss, I was miles away" I apologised. "You certainly were Mr Smith,...
"After the first glass of absinthe you see things as you wish they were. After the second you see them as they are not. Finally you see things as they really are . . . ." ― Oscar Wilde ***** I. As We Wish Things My husband held my hand as we walked from the restaurant towards a bar to meet his biggest client for drinks. This was a historic part of town wi...