The 'For Sale' sign in the front window was small and discreet. It almost suggested the owner wasn't really serious about selling the motor home. Russ and I walked around it and looked at the exterior. "It looks darn good. No big dents or dings. Just a few scratches.' 'Yeah.' I moved a panel that was leaning against a wheel. 'This tire looks good. Lots of...
My legs were wrapped around his hips; my eyes were watering, and locked on his. And the driver reviver Tarzan was between my thighs, swinging me back and forth as I hung suspended, wrapped in the lianas trailing down from the jungle canopy high above us. He was swinging me so that his humungous dick sunk into me to the hilt on each swing forward, then nearly...
I had been divorced for a few months. I decided to take my time before I got involved with another woman, so I wasn't going out much. I was just trying to raise my kid, who lives with me, and relax a little before I jumped back into the dating thing. My ex only kept my kid every other weekend, so I didn't have a lot of time for looking anyway. I had been out...
The rain on the window distorts the trucks moving across the dark concrete. It shifts their colours into melted patterns that jump and run and fragment the outlines of distant figures. Burly men in heavy coats move about the haze. Dark, heavy coats pulled tight against the weather. Red faces closed against the cold. Germany is a dark, wet wasteland of dies...
My phone buzzed on the desk, and I made the mistake of looking at it. "GET IN!!" Read the text message from my friend Ben. "ONE-NIL!" I let out a small groan of disappointment, I couldn't believe I was missing the semi-final. City had never got this far and I was stuck in the office. I looked at the clock, thinking if I could get home in time to watch the...
All of my stories are drawn from experiences I have had. This last is a composite of several experiences I have had, as none of them alone would be more than a page long. -------- The older you get, the less you care about what most people think, and the more you care about the opinions of a select few. And when those few fall out of touch with you, it's...
Episode Two I had just put a frozen dinner in the oven and I was sitting at my computer, surfing through random websites. I came across I hot little porn page; this chick on there had the biggest fucking tits a man could ask for. I started surfing through the various pictures and I was getting hard as hell. In one image, a muscular white dude and a black gu...
The August heat was getting to him, so was his loneliness. Throwing on a t-shirt and grabbing his running shoes, Jay closed the sliding door behind him. Starting down the familiar pathway he admired the sun as it began to set. He loved his evening walks, the same route every night didn't bother him, in fact he enjoyed the routine. Now however, he walked alo...
I began writing this a while back. Then my hard drive crashed. I hope I can remember it all. This story is all fiction. But it is a fantasy that I wish would happen. Bike Trail It was late summer on one of the last perfect days before the weather would inevitably change. We had been having an unusual warm spell and the forecast didn't look good for the ne...
All characters are above the age of eighteen. Here's chapter one of this story. Should I continue? Let me know what you think. ***** I stared out the window of the bus I was on. Nothing but endless desert. Nothing but sand, dried up plants, dangerous animals, and the hot sun for 10 years. My name is Angel Valenzuela. I'm on a bus headed for the Texas Fede...