Chapter 1 Resting on the sofa with thoughts tumbling through her mind, Di Stewart realized that she might be close to being in love with Hugo Salter. That surprised her because while she periodically thought of him, Hugo had disappeared from her life with little more than just the one kiss passing between them whereas some males she'd been associated with...
Starting Over Again * This story is written in the first person. My writing style by design for first person narratives is of incomplete sentence fragments. This reflects actual thought processes that people have. It is by design, not laziness. If the bothers you, please give yourself a break and don't read this story. If on the other hand, you read my sto...
Hello there, this is quite a long story which I have been working on for a while. I would really really appreciate all feedback and votes so please take the time to leave a comment and vote, I can only learn from any constructive criticism which I may receive. Many thanks didix * Angelina It's Saturday night and I am sitting at home as everyone has plans....
She'd been popular in school and managed some college... almost graduated. She'd always been told that she was pretty... and had a great figure. She was funny and enjoyed people. Her personality made friends easily. She was a hard worker... and she'd always been sensual. That does not mean easy or promiscuous. She'd had boyfriends and enjoyed many of the sa...
"I need to see your Membership ID please." David looked at the huge man standing in front of the door of the one story brick building nestled among the other one story brick buildings that lined the river banks. Most of the buildings were the homes of small manufacturing businesses that were the backbone of the city's economy. It was 11pm on a Friday night a...
Now I had the company of this young man. Sumant was always good to have around, helping me and keeping up some conversation. One day, during my siesta I just happened to wake up. Opening my eyes I found Sumant standing at the foot of my bed. I was a first startled and then scared. However, he did not even seem to have noticed me opening my eyes. His gaze wa...
This is a tribute to Zipado321, based on her story "My Boobs" and some of her other writing. It is my sincerest hope that my story can bring her out of retirement. * Sunday Morning, 6:00 A.M. I bet you'd be surprised at how much I've thought about you over the years. Especially considering when we met, I was giving you and the other incoming freshman you...
Dean had spent his time and was truly reformed. He'd made a mistake when he was young, sexually assaulting a woman. In the years since then he'd come to appreciate women as equal humans, a concept foreign to him growing up. He'd also come to regret what he had done to that innocent woman and to have a greater respect for all people. He also was clean in heal...
Babs was sat in the meeting and she was bored to pieces. She had driven three hours to get here this morning and she was straight into a meeting. Her day had been full of meeting after meeting. She spent the majority of the time eyeing up the talent in the room and she had marked a couple that she would like to fuck. Eventually the day came to an end and she...
Chapter 4 : Gemma. "Tell me how it feels, Pix." She was on her side, back to me and knee drawn up. She was caressing herself to order. My hand was in her bum and my voice was in her ear, reminding her of the details of our night out as she obeyed every instruction. "It feels wonderful. It's exactly what I can stand, painful but just bearable and it mak...