I finally met the twins one weekend at a party early in the spring, but I'd known about them for months. Noelle and Emily Morelli were well known from them moment they set foot on campus their freshman year. In fact, they were "local" famous even before that: the Conjoined Twins of Wells County...or, as the less evolved students sometimes called them, the Wh...
"Come slave," he said as he leaned towards me to remove the collar that connected me to his bedpost from my neck. I looked up, semi dazed, eyes still aching with sleep as I fought against my body to a kneeling position at the top of his bed. He didn't touch me, except for the brief moment his fingers brushed the nape of my neck as he manipulated the buckle....
"Come slave," he said as he leaned towards me to remove the collar that connected me to his bedpost from my neck. I looked up; semi dazed, eyes still aching with sleep, as I fought against my body to a kneeling position at the top of his bed. He didn't touch me, except for the brief moment his fingers brushed the nape of my neck as he manipulated the buckl...
By Paris Waterman Copyright 2001 At precisely eight thirty there was a soft knock on my door. I opened the door and she stood there, wearing a sweatshirt and jeans, looking every bit of sixteen again. Immediate boner---then I noticed that she was staring at my crotch. Premature ejaculation became a new concern. Megan giggled, then nervously blurted out,...
"Nice tattoo!" I smiled as someone called out to me as I passed in the park. It was a nice tattoo, a black tribal fairy done between my shoulder blades. But it wasn't just the design that made it good. It was the whole experience. I took a deep breath, enjoying the fall air as I recalled getting that particular piece. It wasn't my first, for certainly was no...
It was 8:30am and already it had been a long day. The alarm didn't go off due to the storm last night, the kids woke up fighting and then missed the bus. I was late for work because I had to get them to school and fight mid-morning rush hour traffic. As I rushed into my office to start the day, I saw my new boss standing at the window, his back to my door....
In a small little town in Washington, Mr. Green was always being talked about. Anywhere you went in the small area, you could hear Mr. Green's name coming out of someone's mouth. Mr. Green was a thirty-five year old man, even if his physical features begged to differ. Getting hooked on alcohol and cigarettes from a young age, he sported a beer belly that lo...
As always thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526, the story would not be the same without her input. These are recurring characters but the stories are not in any particular order. I hope you enjoy them. Comments and voting is highly encouraged. The room was dark and quiet, only the soft white noise of the ceiling fan was audible. Fiona awoke with a gasp....
As I drove into the parking lot, and noticed the tricked out 1950s low-riders, and the young, tattooed flesh, I immediately felt hot and foolish. My only friend who had an interest in this scene was out-of-town. No one else was crazy enough to come with me. I was totally alone. There was no one my age in sight. Apparently, all I would have in common with th...
Standing in my girlfriend's kitchen, we packed her belongings and wiped out the cupboards. There were moments of conversation, but more times of deafening silence with the sound of dishes the only reminder we were there. We have known one another since high school. A week after her fortieth birthday she told me her husband accepted a job across the country...