Chasing Skirts

By Red Ravenson

Sam is an awkward but pliant young man with a crush: Heidi, a young woman who knows what she wants, no matter how unusual it may seem.
This is not your usual hetero-normative 'romance'. Contains male bisexuality, cross-dressing, and mild cuckoldry elements.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Red Ravenson
• Release date: Jul 17, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463426593

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Chasing Skirts

A short erotic story by Red Ravenson

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Copyright 2018 Red Ravenson

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When I entered college, I was a virgin. Not to say it was particularly unusual; I was a quiet, nerdy kid. I wasn’t ugly by any stretch of the imagination, but a little short, not very masculine, a little self conscious and not hugely used to interacting with girls.

I was eager to change this fact, but I felt like something of a romantic; I didn’t want a random hook-up, and besides, I wasn’t sure I had the confidence or knowhow to make anything happen that way.

What I was sure of, was that there was a girl I had in mind to pursue.

She was sort of a long time crush of mine. I’d known her since the last few years of high school, when my social circle had expanded to include my guy friends’ girlfriends, and their friends in turn. We’d ended up at the same university entirely by accident, to my delight.

Her name was Heidi.

She had a sort of goth or scene style, with the looks to match; dark black-brown hair down past her shoulders, pale white skin, beautiful bright eyes, with a blue-green colour. She was slim, of a similar height to me, with a chest that drew men’s attention without being distracting.

We’d bonded a little back home at various house parties. Knowing we were heading off to the same town served as a good ice breaker and we turned out to have some similar interests. She was something of a closet nerd, so we talked a little about games, comic books, anime and manga; not typically thought of as the best way into a girl’s pants, but she talked so passionately about her geeky interests that it sort of seemed like she rarely got the chance to discuss them at all.

By the time the summer was up, we’d made plans to hang out during freshers week,