What was I thinking? This is so stupid. I'm going to get myself killed out here sitting on a park bench dressed like such a slut thought Heather as she began to lose her confidence. She had fantasized so many times about meeting a stranger in the park and getting her brains fucked out. She cut a wife-beater so that it barely covered the bottom of her nice r...
This is a rewrite to my first attempt at erotic fiction (Heroine Ch. 01) Please excuse any grammatical or punctuation errors as I have not obtained an editor yet. There is a bit on non-consent in this story, but it has been toned way down from the original. I hope everyone enjoys it and as always feedback is welcomed both negative & positive. Wyatt *******...
Tori Amos' "Silent All These Years." That was the last song I heard before I was placed in a psych ward. Most people referred to it as a "nuthouse" or a "loony bin." I thought that those terms were rather crude. Case Number 65-667-767. Max Alexander Colvin. Hospitalized three times for acute depression and suicidal thoughts. Suicide attempts were unsuccessf...
The Newlin's, Marcie & Mark Paris Waterman Chapter 17 Marcie Seeks Help The following afternoon Marcie found herself doing serious soul searching. The most prevalent question she kept returning to was: Where am I and where am I going? Why did I bring André to Ingrid's party? Was it because I wanted to share him with the others, or was it because I wante...
Here I am, standing in front of Stormhold Manor, wondering if it was a stupid decision to rent this place on the basis of some rumours. But I was desperate, my career was on the line, and unless I could produce a hot orgasm inducing story in the next 3 weeks, I could kiss my job goodbye. My boss had been very patient with me, but 8 months was a long time and...
Sorry for my English. But you'll enjoy this factual story. Every thing started a very hot summer day ten months ago. It was almost my home arrival time. My wife had just come out from the shower. So she was naked. The doorbell rang. She thought it was I. She opened the door. Surprise!!! It was not I. He was the teenager son of our neighbor. Both of them w...
For those that wanted to know more about Misha before he met Froo, here is his story and how he came to be in England which is where he met her and fell in love, and his time with Suzanne the woman in his past. His passion for Suzanne becomes an obsession, as she plunges down into a self destructive whirlpool, so for those that believe that life's many expe...
Over the next few hours I couldn't stop thinking of what Morris had said. It obviously translated to my work, because I wasn't really concentrating and began losing money to the players quickly. I would constantly go over 21, until finally the pit boss came over and took me aside. A new dealer took my place. "Look kid, I like you but you're losing us a ton...
I had lived a sheltered existence until I met Chris. He was the kind of guy that my mother had always warned me to stay away from. I had been a dutiful daughter my whole life, doing everything my mother wanted me to do. I never questioned what she wanted for me and I never really saw myself with a guy who wasn't Asian, like me. "Don't trust white men," my m...
Note: This is story is an extension of Shiprat's story Indian Social Worker and The Bully. Shiprat left his story open ended. The part which disturbed me most was plight of Shikha. I think Shikha indeed behaved like a wayward person but she was manipulated to do so and I firmly believe she deserves a second chance for redemption. I request everybody initia...