Welcome to my Blog.
Before we go on with the actual content of this Blog (erotic stories),
I feel that I should explain a little bit more about myself and the stories that I write.
First I have a confession to make.
I am NOT Frank Taillefer.
Frank is a main character in my stories.
I don't even think that there is a person out there with the name Frank Taillefer.
But if there is, then I do apologize upfront,
and would like to state that my stories have nothing to do with this real person.
Now that we have that cleared up,
Who am I?
Like everybody else on this forum, I like to keep my identity as secret as possible.
We all have our reasons to do so, and mine are as valid as everybody's else.
My biggest reason is that most people wouldn't understand.
Frank(the fictive character) is based upon me, and that might be shocking to people that do know me.
Frank looks like me, acts like me, talks like me and does the things that I have done, or... would like to do.
Before I go into all of that, I feel that the least I can do is to introduce myself properly.
I am an European male (although I wasn't born in France, but more up-north),
currently 45 years old and yes, I do live in Pennsylvania, US.
You want to know more about me?
Then read my stories.
As I said earlier; Frank is me.
Let'stalk about the story I am about to tell.
The fascinating story of Taylorsville, PA.
I am writing erotic stories for a long time, and did notice a few strange things about my writings.
I can't seem to write without any character development.
Personally I hate the stories that are going a bit like this;
Boy meets Girl on parking lot.
Boy(10+ inches) gets horny and fucks the shit out of girl (blond and 250 DDD).
I have read many of those stories, and some are actually pretty good.
But I can't write them, sorry.
I need to explore a story line, I need to find out why someone is doing what they do.
I also like to write as real as possible.
That parking lot story? Maybe there are people like that, I don't know.
But lets add, that the boy and girl have never met before.
The boy (with his 10+ inches) fucks the shit out of the 250 DDD girl.
Turns her over and starts ramming his 10 inches down her ass.
Then a construction van with 4 construction workers pull up in the parking lot.
They see what is going on, jump out of their van and start joining the party.
To me that is not really realistic, and I wouldn't write like that.
The contradiction is of course that I do make stories up, so by default they are not real.
But at least I try to make them look real.
I try to give you the idea that it could have happened... somewhere...with someone.
I also did notice that my characters where very recognizable to me,
and I realized that I was writing about real people.
I was writing stories about girls I dated,
I was writing about my friends, co-workers and people that I hung outwith.
Now that was a shocker.
Sub-consciously I had taken the character of girl A, including the physical description.
Had given her the first name of girl B, the last name of girl C and voila... we have girl D.
A character in my story.
The last important thing that I noticed was that all of my stories where connected to each other.
Story lines began to mangle, characters appeared in different stories and after a while I had created my own little world of sex.
I blame that on the fact that I am a big Stephen King fan.
As you know, all of his stories are connected to each other, and that is what makes them so great.
Before you say anything.
No,I am not trying to imitate Mr. King,
I just think it is a great idea to have all of your stories take place in a local setting that you are familiar with.
The story will tell itself, I don't have to give you a preview or anything.
Just keep on following it and you will see what is going on.
Now back to Frank (aka ME)
The character of Frank is a way for me to explore my own sexual feelings.
I(the real ME) love sex, and in my life I have done a few strange things.
But I also feel that I haven't reached the end yet.
Why haven't I done all the things that I am dreaming about?
Our background determines who we are.
We are born in a certain family, in a certain place, in a certain country, and that all has an influence.
I like "normal" sex.
But I also have the tendency for the more stranger forms of sex, and that turns out to be a problem.
Some of you might say.
"Yo dude, just talk about it. See what happens."
But that is easier said then done.
So far I haven't found a girl that makes me feel comfortable enough to share my deepest desires.
A few times I was close, very close.
But for some other reasons it didn't turn out well.
I think this has everything to do with the simple fact that we all lie in the beginning of a relationship.
Maybe they are small, meaningless lies... but still they are lies.
A girl (or boy) might ask you what your favorite color is.
She(or he) tells you that green is her's, so you quickly say that green is your favorite as well.
Most of us are doing something like this in the beginning.
A small, meaningless, innocent lie.
Until we are 6 months down the road, and your girlfriend buy's you a green sweater for your birthday.
"What the hell? I don't even like green? What is she thinking? She really doesn't know me?
Why is she always trying to chance me?"
Well,you get the picture right?
It is even worse when it comes to sex.
I don't think that there are many people, who are saying on the first date that they are totally into hardcore SM.
"So you like going to the beach? Yeah me too,
and I also like to be tied up to a wooden cross,
so that you can whip me till my back turns black and blue."
I don't see that happening to be honest.
The thing is that the longer we wait, the harder it gets.
But you also don't want to do it to soon, it might freak the other out.
So there we have my dilemma...
Frank(the character) is doing all the things I have done... and all the things that I would like to do.
Maybe...just maybe... someday... somewhere I will find the right woman... who knows?
Another thing about the story is that most "chapters" are written with Frank being the narrator.
This was easier for me, and it justifies my lack of knowledge about English grammar.
I do know English grammar, but some of your rules are pretty weird.
When I am writing, I automatically fall back on the grammar rules of my native language.
So if you see any disturbing mistakes, please let me know... I am eager to learn.
Last thing before I end this introduction post.
The story spans about 300 years of Taylorsville history.
Unfortunately I am not writing it in chronologically order, so that might be confusing at times.
Just hang in tight. I will try to write it as logical as possible.
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1988, January, Ethel Taylor
1988, January, Unraveling Pictures
1987, December, The Discovery
1987, November 9, Busted.
1987, November 6, Losing my virginity
1987, November 5 1987: Jennifer’s offer
1987, September 8: Meeting Jennifer.
1987 September 7: First Day at College
1987 May 7 - First drive, checking out my apartment
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