The end of my senior year in high school was pretty awesome. I had totally repudiated my former life as a Christian zombie of an evangelical church; a church so great that the pastor and his wife ganged up to rape me. I had made the best friend I had ever had in Millie. I had a boyfriend with whom I had my first consensual sex. I had experienced oral, vagina...
Wherein our hero, Davy, continues his vagabond RV adventure through Midwestern campgrounds but feels a pull westward. --------------------------------------------------- "I'll keep rolling along Deep in my heart is a song Here on the range I belong Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds..." I awoke to the sound of guitars. I'd slept for nearly two ho...
The rain was coming down harder, and the wind howled around the campground. Folding chairs and chez lounges were undoubtedly tumbling through the woods. What had started out as a peaceful morning on the lake quickly turned into a wild and stormy afternoon. Andi, my girlfriend-at-the-time, in an act of jealousy (or competition), first blew, and then fucked o...
As I lay on my bed, enveloped in the darkness of my tiny college bedroom, snow flurries gently tapped on my window. My computer's screen saver cast a palette of shifting colors on me. My hands trembled as I held my cell phone; a scrap of notebook paper rested on my unstable leg. Three days—I had allowed three days to pass since the laundry room encounter....
My first year of college was anything but a smooth transition into adult life. You see I came from a small town in Iowa to a big city college in Philadelphia. I had made the journey once before to tour the campus and I fell in love with the place. The scholarship money they awarded me also was a big help because I was from out of state and my parents were st...
New Slave Jillian and I had been living together for a while, and my birthday was around the corner. Jillian asked what I wanted for my birthday and I told her my usual “I dunno.” I feel pretty stupid at times like that. If anyone knows what I want, it’s gotta be me… doesn’t it? So, after a few days of pestering me about what I want, she stopped. Days went...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. To Belinda R....
I can't believe I've done 20 chapters of this story and still have so much more to go. Thanks again for the words of encouragement. The comments (both public and private) are super encouraging and I love the ideas (even the ones I don't incorporate). I don't know if there's another 20 to go but we'll see. ***** I woke up the next day to a short text messa...
Hyperspermia -- Module 2 Chapter 3: Rush Week is a Blast This is module two, chapter three. This is a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 3 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. In module one, our ma...
(My interpretation of S12, E16 The D & D Vortex) (A story of complete fiction) *** When Sheldon Cooper, a self-proclaimed genius physicist from Cal-Tech, heard that Professor Proton was being resurrected for television and that the title role was being re-cast, he immediately began recording promos for his audition. The original Professor Proton had been...