Usually Paul Sharpe caught a much earlier train but on Wednesdays he had an evening class and the class went on until late. Too late, he thought. Still dressed in his suit from the office, Paul sometimes really had to leg it for the railway station after Miss Tembrill talked for a bit too long at the Institute. Almost the wrong side of forty Paul did not fin...
Immediately, a picture of Layla, my girlfriend, came into my mind... she was kneeling, naked, and sucking Chris' cock... She and I had already discussed the possibility of including a third person, and what it might look like if it was a guy... "You mind if my girlfriend joins us?" I asked. They both shook their heads enthusiastically, smiling. "I've got a...
"Come on," Maria says, leaning against a music stand, sliding the roommate request form towards me. "Just go for it. What's the worst they could do to us? Our college applications are out, our transcripts are printed. We're both 18." "Point," I admit, considering the form. For the moment we have the band-hall to ourselves. We're two of the few people who co...
She'd almost missed the turnoff into the driveway, an open gate and a short dirt road greeting her as she pulled in. The opal lake peered from behind tall trees and a large house as Lauryn approached a group of cars parked haphazardly in front of its entrance. Finding her own empty space, she parked and took a deep breath, looking over at her weekend bag re...
I needed some fresh input. I sensed that my writing was becoming routine and monotonous which was the last thing I wanted. I dread boredom and I found I was boring myself into a stupor. I decided to place some online ads asking people to tell me their stories hoping that I would find a novel viewpoint. I selected my subjects from a swinger site, from CraigsL...
As soon as Master started stirring, I snapped awake and remembered what today was. The butterflies that Master and Marcello had finally settled last night came back with a vengeance and I wanted to vomit. You wouldn't think it would have been a big deal, but I had never been this nervous. I would rather perform in front of an audience of thousands than face...
"Just try it", she whispered. "I know you'll love it". These words word the start of a journey in to a lifestyle I barely knew existed before I met her. I'd seen gonzo documentaries and the usual clip from sensationalist chat shows but to experience it first-hand explains it all. The primal urge that rests within so many of us was unlocked in me that night...
[note: this completes the story, with a new chapter presented here with the original, earlier chapters. I'd consider this a version 1.0 effort for now, too, and at about 115 pages, it's not a short read. Also, while there are loose romantic elements, I'd consider this more sci-fi and properly considered as belonging in the non-erotic category.] Mystères élé...
Chapter 4 We touched down at Patrick and taxied up to the Ops building. I wearily got off and carried my half filled duffle bag down the ramp. There was a civilian van with the name of 'Melbourne Courier Service' on the side. Beside the van stood a man of about twenty-five, six foot and built similar to me, but with a head of bushy black hair. He was dresse...
"Trevor Goldberg" tried not to watch as she rejoined her group and walked away, but he had been waiting for just this moment, and for a very long time. He rejoined his own group, diplomats from the British legation, and he listened to their talk of agenda items -- mainly how to keep Churchill's being pushed out of the main flow of the conversation between Ro...