This story is dedicated to the memory of Samuel Richardson (1689-1761), in appreciation of his book Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded, the first novel about a girl who fights to get what she wants. [The sex in this story starts rather late, so be patient and enjoy the preliminaries first. The fun will eventually come.] ***** Chapter One Introductions My name i...
Chapter 2: Hazard Pay Things went on that way for a while. Lee would continue to give me a ride to and from work every day and my wife became accustomed to me doing what she thought were odd jobs around Lee's house to help raise some extra cash while we were feeling the pinch trying to make ends meet. Little did she suspect the true nature of the odd jobs I...
~Brandon~ My head was pounding and I felt really sore. I didn't want to open my eyes but I kept hearing a persistent voice that kept urging me to open my eyes. I opened my eyes slightly and closed them again because the light was too strong. "Come on, you can do better than that Brandon. What happened to being a tough guy?" I was pretty sure it was Ryan's...
As the clock struck 7 in the middle of the expansive office room of Forum Synergies the crowded cubicles started to thin gradually. The cafeteria of the company, on the other hand, was buzzing with young 20-something all in their colourful Friday dressing and gregarious loud disposition. The cafeteria had all makings of a college canteen. Early dinner was be...
Lindsay showed maturity beyond his years. He had grown to his full height of 184 centimetres at age 14 and had since changed from a gangly teenager to a sinewy young athlete of 19. The most surprising feature of his appearance was his face. Most people estimating his age by his appearance would guess him to be in his early teens. Rate of maturity always in...
I had known for awhile. Even as I slept with numerous women in high school and college, I knew that I was, at the very least, bisexual. I had never been attracted to men, or had a crush on one, but I thought about cocks, constantly. More specifically, what it would be like to submit to one. To have one in my mouth and my ass, and to be fucked, instead of...
Of course, insurgency abductions are serious. Not something to be treated lightly, or as titillation. Writing this I was deliberately referencing back to the counter-culture poets and anti-Vietnam agit-prop writers who used extreme satiric and purposefully obscene images to attack what they saw as unjust foreign policy. The title is a reference yet further b...
DISCLAIMER: This story is a pure work of fiction. All characters involved are over the age of 18. This is my first time writing anything of this nature, so I appreciate any and all feedback (positive or negative). This is the last chapter of the Searching for that Spark series. But who knows? In the future I may expand and write more about these characters...
"What the hell happened to you?" That was the first thing Norman had said to his daughter's ex-boyfriend as soon as he opened the door and found the young man standing on the porch. He almost questioned whether or not he even saw the right person. It had been at least two days since Norman's daughter had broken up with eighteen-year-old Isaac. And since the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Author's note: Whereas every other chapter of this series is told from the perspective of the son, Harry Morris, this chapter is told from the perspective of the father, Tim Morris. ***** When I woke up and sleepily turned my head to look at the clock on the nightstand, I couldn...