Petting Stories

A Story in the Middlebury Chronicles Universe
A young woman loses the ability to control her sexuality. This leads to a lot of mental conflict, and great deal of pleasure. It also leads to some major changes in her life. There is one rough sex scene in this story. But I don't go into a lot of detail and it is not a large part of the story. There is also one brief ws scene, just so we can really get to hate the guy we need to hate. To those people that have written to complain that I am mellowing, I know. I apologize. I'll work on it.

A son finds a way to work out his mother's frustrations. NOTE: This story is a lot slower than my other works, much more tender. Its (intended) progress is petting (Ch.1), oral sex (Ch.2), then finally actual sex (Ch.3). It has been written with an overwhelming amount of help from one of my readers, and is intended for her eyes first- but not, with her blessings, her eyes only ;) **UPDATE: I have recorded this story in audio format. Links are at the end of the story.** / (Reviews)

Holidays With Chloe
Hi. My name is Chloe, and I've read what Dad wrote about my Thanksgiving weekend at home with him and Mom. Cute daughter? Well, yes, some people consider me cute (she said, modestly). They think Sylvia, my roommate, is cute, too. She and I look a lot alike, except she's blonde and I'm brunette. Several of you asked Dad what happened at Christmas, and he told me I had to write it since it was my story. So, it's my turn now.

A man falls in love the perfect woman, only to find a she had kept a terrible secret from him.

At fourteen Clare was older than most when she had her first encounter with porn. She was a good Catholic girl and knew that it was sinful, but the effect it had on her was so very hard to resist. Her mother, meanwhile, was having her own issues.

That probably wouldn't have been how Maria would have described it as she lay on the floor, nursing her injured hands. But when she got back from the hospital and realized that she couldn't take off her own panties, possibilities did start to occur to her.

To this day, I will never know why she chose me. I was sitting in my local pub in my hometown when she came over and sat opposite me. It was 1980, and what she said next changed the rest of my life forever.