Friday night. In a scene played out across the country, singles and couples filtered in and out of the club. Some were there to hook-up; others merely sought to escape the concerns and details of the week now behind them. Music pounded at a volume guaranteed to be heard for a good eight square blocks, and though it was still early, the pace at the club w...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) The day I met a God started off the same as so many others. I stopped in the Department Office, picked up my mail and said hello to Mrs. Anderson the Department Secretary. Headed to my office. Just like every other day. I'm an Adjunct...
*********** [Thanks to the wonderful and gracious sensualsharon for breathing life into my story. All flaws are entirely mine.] * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (24 min/mp3) * * * * * They say that desperate times call for desperate measures. Well boy have I got a new perspective on that now. My name is Karen Fisher. I'm 32 ye...
Charisma opened her eyes slowly and looked around the strange room cautiously. Damn, it wasn't a dream. She really hoped that the events of the past twenty-four hours were some type of food induced hallucinations that would make her reconsider her decision of letting Marie coordinate the procurement of their materials. She couldn't attribute it to drugs or a...
Ever since I can remember, my life has been filled with wonderful and fantastic happenings. Pay attention to the roots of those words, mind you: “wonder” and “fantasy.” I blame my mom, really. She named me Briar Rose. Briar frickin’ Rose, people! I’m a fairy tale princess! She named me after Sleeping Beauty. Obviously no one ever told Mom that names are dan...
Part 1: Introduction Isn't it funny how a single event or two can change your whole world? That's how it was for me when I lost my dad to a heart attack about a year ago. My name is Dean and I'm a 35 year old account executive for a large real estate firm in Virginia. I've worked at the firm as a sales associate since college and have been told I'm a born s...
The original (part 1) of Party, Party, Party was originally intended as a short stand-alone story. Then having created the characters I decided to see how I could develop the story. Inevitably this assumes that the reader is familiar with ch.1 and there are references which hopefully will make sense at the end. Derek, her husband always fell asleep when...
Billy Smithson looked at the door wide-eyed when he heard the rusty bolt sliding to a sharp metallic clack - the noise of which reverberated through his concrete cell. He felt exposed and vulnerable. Smithson, a sophomore at Pace University, lay naked and spread-eagle on his back strapped to an odd sort of table. He had tried to escape, but the more he strug...
Continuing saga of love and devotion from 'Hunted' The soft golden glow from the lights overhead always made my skin look somewhat softer, richer and warmer than it truly was. I sat at the mirror applying the last few passes of color to my eyes, readying myself for our night out. Even I had to admit that the suit he had tailored for me was perfect. It cut i...
Chapter 1 I'm going off the rails... Ozzy brought Ike fully awake as she reached for her phone. "I'm already off the rails, Ozzy maybe you should try it." She said, answering the phone. "It's your quarter." She sighed. "Is this Ike?" The faint female voice asked from the other end. "I'm in a shit load of trouble if its not, aren't I?" It was too early fo...