To the reader: This is a very short tale that isn't your usual First Time story. It's a story about first heartbreak not first love or first sex. So from that you can infer that there isn't any sex in this story. This story is the result of an exercise from the book Word Painting by Rebecca McClanahan. Its purpose is to train the naked eye and the imaginat...
Her eyes darted back and forth, nervously, the silence lasting a BIT too long...she was panicking quietly, wondering what would happen if he told her parents...they'd ship her off to military school...and with her status as a 'Straight A' student...her reputation would be RUINED! As he told them to go to his class, she quickly scurried out, running as fast...
Coed Turned Housewife, Ch. 6 - "The Big Talk" The sixth in a series about innocent Chelsea Pelham and her handsome professor, Dr. Mark Benning. *** Still naked and covered in sexual fluids in Dr. Benning's office - his office hours not even yet fully completed - Chelsea and her professor lover recovered for a half hour or so, snuggling as best they could...
Sitting down for dinner was an experience in itself for all four of them, Jim dressed too formally, Dave in jeans and a T-shirt -- him, oddly, the best dressed for a casual meal. It was not a big occasion but Alex was the most masculine out of all of them, a ladies suit cupping her form... Or was it a men's suit? Either way, she wore it well, loosening the b...
After sleep finally found her, Elise had a wonderful, but unsettling dream that night. She and Danny were walking across a shallow stream, surrounded by mostly pine forests in all directions. She got the impression they were miles from civilization. She heard splashing and laughter. Two young boys appeared, playing with reckless abandon in the water, when s...
"You know the Sanders' have a lovely son about your age." Therese said. Tiffany glanced up from her laptop at her mother, a knot of dread forming in her gut. "What?" Here we go again. "You know, Julian. Julian Sanders? You could bring him to Samantha's wedding." "No, I don't think so." Flashes of that one college party they'd both gone to went through Tif...
The last day. He had a shower, and standing there in just his towel he drank his first cup of tea, looking out of the window to see Mrs Booth on their balcony decking stretching and straining as she did each morning, only this time she had the most brutal looking pattern of red stripes on her arse cheeks as a vivid reminder of what they had gotten up to not...
Chapter 39 – Tracy in a plane crash The TV announcer was talking at a rapid rate. Several of the others in the room stopped what they were doing to look at the screen because of the panic in the announcer's voice. " ... the plane had just taken off from St. Louis' Lambert Field. According to local sources, a microburst from a nearby thunderstorm may have...
All characters are at least eighteen years old. Thanks go out to musicloverxo91 and boheminxen for their editorial assistance. * 'I'm glad they didn't want to know any details as I don't think I could have had a discussion without looking guilty. I will have to talk to Molly to see how she handles her parents with reconstructing her dates.' Holly removed...
"Hello, I'm ...." "Helen Hamilton!" I exclaimed. When my doorbell rang, I had idly wondered who it could be. I never guessed it would be one of the few women I fantasize about on a regular basis. I was stunned to see Helen Hamilton standing on my doorstep. "So you know who I am," she smiled. "I'm moving in next door and wanted to introduce myself." "Real...