Asstr Charlie Drifter Stories

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Sex Stories on the Internet

by H. Jekyll on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Sex Stories on the Internet: The First Twenty or so Years H. Jekyll February 2, 2008 One might wonder how sex stories grew so quickly on the Internet. Not sex, per se, pictures or videos of amazing acts, but stories, which take enormous time to write and edit, and time to read. And that pay so poorly -- for the most part not at all. Free sex stories have...

The Drifter's Final Piece

by westerntiger on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

(This is the final Drifter story. This story includes some violent and very graphic situations - if this kind of stuff disturbs you - this is your warning.) * He leaned against the gray BMW watching the front of the school. Soon classes would be letting out, and the final part of his plan would fall into place. At about 2:50 PM the bells rang at West Phoen...

The Drifter

by westerntiger on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

She kept looking at him and smiling. He had just come into the roadside bar to get a beer and get cool in the AC. He had been hitching for the past 4 hours and he was tired and very hot. The bar was your typical small town, middle of nowhere, country redneck bar with a combination of farmers and bikers and all around low rent types. The bar was built in ki...

The Drifter Thusts Ahead - resubmit

by westerntiger on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

The Drifter Thrusts Ahead By Westerntiger It was early morning as the drifter sat in the car watching the house of his newest enemy. A man stupid enough to cross him and take from him what was rightfully his. A man whose life he was about to destroy. The drifter always got even, and today would be no different. When he was done with his plan, the very struc...

Loneliness in Near-Paradise

by Egmont Grigor on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

CHAPTER 1 Half an hour before dawn the unmelodic noise of raucous Kookaburras awoke Greta and she used a corner of a sheet to dab the light patches of perspiration between her breasts and under her chin before she dropped back to sleep in the cloying warmth of subtropical paradise. Paradise? The fading blonde ground out a hollow laugh before sleep retook...

The Drifter Returns

by westerntiger on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

He had caught a ride south with a couple of missionaries. They were headed down to the Delta to preach and do good works for the poor people in that part of the country. They had offered to take him along. He was strong. He would be a big help. They would feed and house him. He politely turned them down, and gotten out in Meridian, MS. He figured Meridian w...

The Julie Journals: The Airport

by Shady_Lady on Aug 29, 2017
Group Sex

She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. She came across an entry 'Drifter, Gatwick, BA837.' She smiled as she remembered she picked up a few other things along the way t...

The Drifter Cums Again

by westerntiger on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The drifter sat in the bar of the Four Seasons Hotel in Dallas enjoying a glass of very nice French wine. His suit was Prada, his shoes Kenneth Cole. His hair was perfectly cut and styled. Everything about him spoke of money and power. Yeah, this was a much nicer life-style, then hitch-hiking across the country. Yes, luxury is a much better way to live. He s...

In the Pleasure of Sin

by SinSyn on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Horror

A weary drifter wearily stumbled up to the Victorian style manor house, it was well past midnight; and the sky clouded over the visual moon and twinkling of each diamond. Giving the house an ominous look to it, the shadows playing on the trees as a breeze taunts the weary drifter. His hand grips at the lonely rail as a floor board under his heavy feet; creak...

The Drifter

by BloatedCorpse on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Life as a drifter is simple yet hard. It’s simple because you don’t have to worry about bills, a house or a car. The hardest thing you would have to worry about is not getting arrested by the police because they think you’re a vagrant. All you own is what you wear and choose to carry around with you in you backpack. I’ve spent more than a few nights in a jai...