Manu and I would like to thank all the authors who submitted during the month, and all the other months for that matter! We've tallied the reader's votes, and are happy to announce the winners of February's Reader's Choice Awards. First Place ($150 Cash Prize Winner):The Beast by Averagejoe1992Second Place ($100 Cash Prize Winner):Watershed by onehitwandaT...
Mike and Susan's hometown had been devastated by the recession. Their community's major industry, a manufacturing plant that had been the local economy's backbone for decades, simply couldn't survive the massive financial downturn. Then a wave of spring tornadoes had finished off what few businesses remained. Unemployment soared. Mike and Susan struggled ov...
It was about five in the afternoon on Sunday when there was a knock on Tommy Owen's door. It was light, but quick and persistent. Though he first tried to ignore it, the exhausted but conscientious Freshman at last got up from his desk, where he was going over his science notes and trying not to think about the night before, to answer it. Though he still lo...
It was a late night at the office. This was becoming a regular habit. I was staring off into the distance as I contemplated the mountain of spreadsheets. All of a sudden my phone vibrated on the desk waking me from my slumber. I checked my phone needing a distraction. It was a message from Jo, an old friend from my home town. It simply said, "Call me. It is...
Ch. 01: My Stalker Cum Flasher I am not a writer, so please pardon me for any mistakes or for my style of writing. It was a long story as I had described it in a slow and detailed manner. Some of the events might seem ridiculous and stupid of me to do it but in real life, it was not impossible for it to happen that way. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
My name is Janice, but everyone except my grandparents calls me Jay or J. I originally wrote this story 10 years ago when I was 20 years old. It was published on a couple of sites back then. At the time it was my little secret admission of guilt, like a Catholic confession of sorts. A few years ago I came across it again online and saw that it was too br...
Sommerhitze Martin blickte Sehnsüchtig zu seiner kleiner Schwester rüber. Er begehrte Mila schon seitdem er denken konnte und jetzt, kurz nach ihren 18ten Geburtstag, starrten nicht nur seine Augen zu der süßen Blondine rüber. Seine Badeshorts saß verdammt eng. Mila rekelte sich auf ihrem Badehandtuch und scheinbar unbewusst streckte sie ihren Körper, der sc...
The trouble with my boyfriend started over the summer. His name is David (I'm Natalie), and while I love him to death, he's always been a bit thick and naive. He has a habit of turning everything into a joke, which is hilarious when it's appropriate. But he has a hard time telling when things should be taken seriously. I had tried for months to get him to ma...
I made J write down her memories of what happened at the party. These are her words. Every slight movement reminded me of your demand. The warm, sticky feelings on my thighs reminding me that this was part of my punishment ..... but also that there was more to come. Once you even leant into me and whispered that you could smell me. God I was mortified. What...
Update: Sorry for not being active but I felt that I should let everyone know. My computer had stopped working which basically meant I had lost all of my progress on the story. I had planned to eventually pick up this story again but due to problems in my personal life I had put this on hiatus and not sure if I will continue it some other time in the future...