The previous stories about Kelly have been fairly hard and rough. In this adventure, I have taken a softer approach, moving away from the quasi rape type scene that Kelly enjoyed, but had started to worry about. I'd be interested in you the readers views on where Kelly should go next. Follow the more seedy kinkier rough house activity or the gentler, but to...
I'd like to think that we're not bad people. We just found a niche market that most of the American public would consider to be a little unsavory. This is not something we do just for the money. My wife would be fucking other men even if we couldn't financially benefit from it. We consider the money just to be a reward for the sweet pussy these overly wealth...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...
As Nicole sipped her drink, her eyes roamed around the fashionable setting, curious to see what kind of people attended a bachelor auction. To her, this auction seemed like a silly waste of money, and the people who spent the exorbitant amounts of money bordered on desperate. This was her perception of the event before she saw him. Kane leaned against the b...
I had known Fantasee for many years, in my imagination. I created her when I was twenty-one years old. Beautiful brown skin that felt like silk. Deep brown eyes that kissed your soul. A figure that would make Kim Kardashian jealous. I never thought that one day I would find her. My romantic relationships have been dysfunctional to say the least. Being a ni...
Next day I had that experience of having woken from a dream, grasping at a memory but unable to reach it. I was in the shower before I was able to coherently remember the team night out, and make a timeline out of what had happened. Not how or why it had happened. I couldn't make sense of that, but definitely what. I have no illusions about my desirabilit...
I hope that the meandering style of writing in this entry doesn't hurt the story, but I really wanted to share this experience with all of you. I met Celeste a few years ago. I travelled quite a bit for work and often found myself in unfamiliar towns and cities. Such is the life of an advertising account manager I suppose. It was fun for the first several...
"Now the essay needs to be at least five pages long," Prof. Kidd said. "Not four pages and a sentence on the fifth page, I mean five whole pages. Understand?" The classroom filled with disgruntled "yeahs" and "whatevers" and "oh fucks." From my seat, second row from the right second seat from the front, I watched Prof. Kidd glance at his wristwatch then he s...
“Fifty States in fifty days! Are you fucking insane?” Nick shouted into the phone in disbelief. Great publicity or not, he did not like the idea of that many tour dates stacked back to back. “Think about it, Nick,” Jerome, Nick’s agent, pleaded. “Tears of My Soul, is a great album, but to get on Billboard, we need to market it. The dates are lined up and th...
Being in a band certainly has its trials and tribulations but so far all I've reaped are the rewards. My name's Jason Macquarie and I currently provide the voice and the guitar for The Savoy Swing Katz. Based in Perth, the capital city of Western Australia, we mainly play weekend gigs at some of the more groovy joints around town. The band is completed by...