I moved away from Auburn when I was 12. My dad took a stab as a security contract for an oil company, so we spent the next six years constantly moving to different, dangerous Middle Eastern countries. Eventually, he burned out and went back to being a PI in Auburn, and that's how I found myself here. Here is Auburn, Mississippi – a small town with 400 stude...
1. What do the X-Change pills do? The X-Change pills contain a safe medical formula which will quickly change a man into a woman, or a woman into a man. 2. Is it safe? Yes. The X-Change pills are completely safe and FDA approved and doctor recommended for use by everyone. 3. How does it work? A scientific explanation is very long and boring, but the sho...
This is not a 'traditional' romantic story, but bear with me. It is about people and the choices they make for each other. ***** "Joyce, did you hear me? My jerk of a husband is seeing somebody on the side. We fight like cats and dogs and I cut him off until he behaves better. And he goes out and finds a hole to bury that prick of his in. "The budget has...
It seems like all guys come pre-programmed with the same questions when it comes to dating and sex. There seems to be a standard group of questions that guys who I've dated ask at some point or another. In this first writing, I'll tell you the answers to the most common questions that I have been asked. The point of this is so that if you are one of the pe...
"The sexual act, successfully performed, was rebellion. Desire was thoughtcrime." ― 1984 The hooker entering Mike Oxhard's rotting apartment had skin the color of mahogany. Her male counterpart ― clad in sweatshop-hewn khakis, and a name brand with B.O. stains ― followed closely behind; a frightened child clinging to its mother. Oxhard's Doublelist classi...
Malcolm squeezed his cock by its base and dropped it like a fleshy club right across Jessica's flushed, cumcovered cheek, in the process smearing the result of his powerful orgasm like a clear white gloss over top of Jessica's smeared make up. Feeling the smooth head of Malcolm's cock slide across her cheek, Jessica cringed internally as the reality of her...
This story, as the name suggests, is about codes and variations of codes. It has nothing to do with Elgar and his music. I thought of including the translations of the coded messages within the body of the story, but decided that this would take away the fun of solving them, so for those code breakers among you, enjoy. * It had been a rough trip, the guy...
Shelly's lips were firm and lush, and the breath from her nostrils smelled vaguely of ketchup and French fries. I thought it was the most remarkable breath I had ever smelled. Her hand went to the back of my neck and tightened slightly on the loose hair at my nape. Shelly's tongue darted against my lower lip for a moment, and my own darted out to chase hers,...
Disclaimer: The following is a fictional story that is meant to be taken as a fantasy. If you have a problem that "it would never happen"... that's on you, not me. -- "For someone who has only been doing this for under a year, you're doing pretty damn good," Salvatore, the trainer for the Knockout Zone gym in Miami, told his client, Carrie Underwood. It h...
His left arm held his crying three-year-old son, Cole, and his six-year-old, Leah, was practically climbing up his leg, but he felt good. "God I need this one," he thought, looking forward to the guy's night he had planned. At eight o' clock, the doorbell rang. "Coming!" Luke called down the stairs. He finished tying his shoes and ran to open the door, inv...