Chapter 1: Poker on Christmas Day Beth set the beer down in front of her husband, David with a hard thud. She was really pissed off at him. She was pissed, that it was Christmas and her best present had been some sexy new lingerie, which she hated because it objectified women. She had reluctantly agreed to try it on for him tonight and here he was ignoring...
Chapter Ten "The Vow and Portrait Ceremony" It would be a night to remember for the guest that were arriving at the manor and a night Martin would never forget. Martin sat in a comfortable chair with his hands on the arms, his legs crossed as he listened to Phoebe's questions. The only other person in the room was the photographer, who had already snappe...
Many thanks to techsan for his editing of this story. * I was in my best mood at a beautiful sunny Friday morning in May with no clouds visible in the blue sky over our village outside a Scandinavian town. The time was exactly 9.12 when I took the phone call, which within a short time would mean such serious problems for so many people in our village. I w...
Chapter 37- Topock We pulled into Topock on the afternoon of the eleventh day out, our mule train drawing out all the folks who had set up a tent city along the river. I recognized some of the women and saw they had brought a few men along as well. Among the crowd was Charlotte Jenkins who called out to me, "Oh Josh is that really you?" she must have recog...
Ch. 10: Plague and Cure A little girl stood alone in the darkness. Her small body shivered from the chill. She was standing, cold and lonely, in the middle of nowhere. Her eyes tried to penetrate the darkness, yet they failed. She was trapped here, and she could do nothing. She was helpless. The lonely girl began to wander around, trying to find her way t...
I was hanging out with my girlfriend Katie in the basement of my parents' house. We had been dating for about 2 years, we were both currently 18 years old and seniors in high school. I was 5'6" tall with olive skin, I'm skinny with a little lean muscle built from playing various sports in high school. I had a 3.5" inch cock fully hard that I was extremely em...
The sun was shining when Gary awakened. The clock by the bed read 8:15. He remembered it was Monday. He'd made provisions for being absent, but he didn't know what Jessie's plans were. Slipping on his shorts and T-shirt he went downstairs. The girls were in the kitchen, and they weren't smiling. He asked, "What's wrong?" Katy said, "Mom left." "What," he...
Author's Notes: (1) I start slowly, and build up, so be patient. (2) And please, please...erotica is in the minds of writers and readers. One man's erotica is not necessarily another's. (3) This is for cross dressers and fetishists, and it is fiction. There are sometimes no boundaries on where one can go in fiction, so, you trolls out there, just park log...
It's Friday morning, her eighth. Casual Friday, which she hates. She hates wearing jeans, prefers slacks, something looser, more feminine. She usually wears dresses. She had to buy the danged jeans just to fit in at work, and being so tall the only pair she could find were men's. Too narrow at the hip, too low a rise, they press against her sex when she si...
I and Charlotte, my wife of more than ten years, had moved to a new neighborhood of the Southern French city of Lourdes. Now you may have heard about this city as a famous pilgrimage site. It is what makes us Lourdes citizens relatively wealthy – and in fact, both Charlotte and I work in separate hotels here. But beyond the everyday business of hosting inter...