All persons in this story are 18 years of age and older. My first lover was my English teacher, Mr Brown, and when I first met him he made me weak at the knees, not with excitement but with fear. When he entered the classroom he had such a presence that every student would immediately become silent. He was a tall muscular man with wavy dark hair, handsome...
"Shit." the first word of the surprisingly cold morning pierced the quiet bedroom, almost punishing the speaker already for sleeping in just underwear. He pushed his covers away as fast as he could while still feeling sound asleep, and was soon at his room mate's and also best friend's side, shaking him awake. "Justin." The room mate grumbled as a way of wa...
I always knew there was something strange about that daycare center. For one thing, it was the nicest one around. The facilities were beautiful and always immaculate. As soon as the carpet or walls started to show any wear, they were soon replaced or repainted. Obviously the owner spared no expense. But the prices were also very reasonable - not the cheapest...
Donna Gant sat reading a magazine on the couch in the family room of her center hall colonial. It was around one o'clock on an August afternoon, and the late-summer heat and humidity was swelling outside. Donna was enjoying her last "free" days before the new school year began, and she would have to get back to work. Donna was a science teacher at the local...
Charles knocked on the door of the apothecary's cottage. From inside a female voice called "come in!" He opened the door and stepped inside. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the dim light. Little by little, he was able to make out a work table, a small cookstove, and a table with a wine bottle and an empty glass. On the work table sat a morta...
AUTHORS NOTE: All characters in this story are aged 18 and above. The story is fictional. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Anna finds herself once again sitting through another day of school...looking out the window, daydreaming. She had just witnessed something the night before that has her mind in a series of naughty fantasies...
The first time, it was a weak, tentative swat on the behind that didn't even register as a smack. "Did you just..." she started. "Sorry", he said. She narrowed her eyes and let her gaze linger for a second before raising her hips up and resuming her rhythm. He put his hands back on her ass and squeezed as she rode him to her eventual release. When she...
Irene's heavy boots rested on a filthy dashboard as the space station jumped into view at lightspeed. She reclined in her chair and took a swig from her large bottle, bright, neon liquid dripping from her chin. 'You have reached your destination. You are currently orbiting Jovis V,' announced a pleasant synthetic voice. 'Welcome to your new home, kid,' Ire...
The words hung in the air for a moment while the three nearly-naked people tried to decide which direction their friendship would take. There was no going back to the way it was when the day began - three close friends who liked to hang out and tease each other by talking dirty. Tomorrow there would be either the awkward greetings of people who regretted a n...
FROM THE AUTHOR: This chapter ends the long journey of Henry Heller. After reading the comments not written by trolls, who by the way seem to mostly infect the LW category, I feel that I need to explain a key point in the series. The criticisms were that I was rehashing conversations between Henry and Darcy. The rehash occurred over ten years after the ev...