Treasuring the last vestiges of our High School careers is something we can only do in retrospect. At the time the incredible intensity of new discoveries while still safely under the wings of our parents is lost on us. Eighteen years old breaking free in the smallest way and learning the joy of sexual tension can't be relived but is often remembered. It wa...
All characters are simple figments of my imagination and are 18 years of age or older. * "Is it the beast you fear?" She asked quietly. The small, dark skinned girl in front of her did not look up to where the soft, feminine voice came from. Her dark, tight curls were matted to the side of her face, sweat trickling down the tip of her nose only to be kno...
He waited for her near the restaurant, looking around to see as she approached. They had chatted online for a week and she seemed pretty nice, and very attractive. She was a black woman around 40, but looked 30. She was very sexy, though he wasn't quite sure how sexy. Pictures, especially the ones people post in their online dating profiles, are always decei...
It was great to see Denise again. We had both left school last year. She had gone to university in Cardiff and I'd started work for my Daddy's firm as a receptionist. We hadn't seen each other in months. We had agreed that Denise would come back to London for her 19th birthday and we'd have a girlie night out to celebrate. We decided to go into the City rath...
My wife knew about my crossdressing long before I married her. I couldn't have married someone who disapproved, or from whom I had to keep it a secret. I have a collection of lingerie I wear when we have sex. My wife enjoys how it makes me feel, and she likes to see me happy. But I don't dress fully, and don't own any dresses, skirts or blouses. I have a fa...
Day 2 As I awoke today, I couldn't keep the previous days events out of my head. With one more day off before starting my work week, I needed to see Mistress Mandy again. I needed to feel her harsh yet gentle touch on my skin again. Little did I know, Mistress would be become more acrimonious and brutal yet benevolent at the same time then I could ever imag...
Ch. 04 Finale - The Pleasure Swing The group had freshened up and was gathered on the balcony drinking champas when Wolf arrived, pushing a trolley load of hot refreshments. The view from the balcony was breathtaking. The moon still lent the night its beauty and far to the south the tireless beacon of a lighthouse swept the sea. Beneath the balcony was a li...
I am not sure how long I had been asleep it was getting light as I heard the door click shut, I wasn't sure what to do, I half opened my eyes to see Ruth creep in the room holding her heels in her hand, wearing just her skirt! God I was instantly hard again! She looked my way then turned and put her shoes down and went to the bathroom. I then heard the showe...
This story is dedicated to the man who could get me to see things from a different perspective than my own. A man who taught me how "to let go" and to do it with grace, with dignity and maturity. * They had been planning this for months; for them to meet in person. They had even chosen an outfit together online for her to wear underneath her clothes. A mat...
The flight to Phoenix from San Diego was uneventful, except for the level of my anticipation. I was wondering if she would show up. I was looking forward to the opening of a national exhibition of contemporary painting that represented the best artists and their work in that genre. I was pleased to have been asked to participate, but was apprehensive about h...