What I am about to tell you happened in 2009 at the lowest point in the Great Recession. Markets were melting down. Folks were hanging on to their jobs with a death grip, and foreclosures were piling up. I was one of the casualties. For almost 20 years, I had worked for the Central City Free Press, rising to the position of editor and columnist. Although th...
Chapter 3: The Training As my relationship with Cindy progressed, she began to test the depths of that relationship. Some of the tests were overt, and overtly physical. Other tests were subtle, mostly mental. The majority of the tests were a combination of physical and mental attributes. For instance, we both enjoyed working out and lifting weights. We wor...
Sgt. Ranier Braddock was a hard man. Too short for my tastes, appealingly layered with thick muscles though, and he would have been an interesting specimen. But he was also an asshole. He passed his first day of interrogation simply giving me his name, rank and serial number, no matter how I enticed him. At the same time, I was having trouble with Agent Wil...
Ken and I were home from our second tour in Afghanistan. He had told me a lot about his "baby" sister, Jenna. Even though she was eighteen, he still called her his baby sister since she was ten years younger than him. He'd said, "Jenna really is a doll, Bill. She has long blonde hair and blue eyes. I'm sure all the guys are after her, and that worries me."...
Jason Clint was out with his mom, Mindy. She had decided that since he was moving to another state in just a few months for college they were going to spend as much time together as possible. Today she had dragged him to a Carnival a few towns over. They did the normal things; went on rides, played games, ate junk food, and so on. It was just a normal day of...
Thanks again for all the feedback that I've received--both good and bad. Is there a reason that so much is anonymous? I appreciate any help and thoughts to help improve my writing and story ideas. With that, I submit for your approval...part 3. If you haven't read parts 1 and 2, you really should probably do that before you read this one. -----------------...
Unbelievable that another one of my fantasy finally came true last week. This one was not from watching my wife being screwed by her ex-boyfriend and his friend but rather it was I that had an incredible mid-day experience with her younger married sister. I have known her sister Lucy as long as I have known my wife for over 15 years. When I first met Lucy, s...
At first I was pissed at Ricky, feeling he took advantage of the situation. Part of it was my insecurity after seeing Ricky fuck Jen. He's more muscular than me and has a bigger dick, and Jen seemed to enjoy both. But he apologized, so eventually things returned to normal. In some ways we grew closer. We were roommates, but not great friends. But now Ricky o...
She walked into the restroom in a highly agitated state; a lustful fever overwhelming her, her heartbeat off the roof, sweat soaking her mini dress. The gas station attendant had meaningfully winked at her, when he handed her the key to the restroom and she knew perfectly well why. She had heard the rumors, had looked it up on the Internet. She was well prep...
As I stepped into the office that morning, my thoughts were taken up with the belief that finally my torture of being blackmailed would be ending soon. Simon and John had promised to return the evidence of my wrongdoings, and I would finally be free from their orders of humiliation. As I sat at my desk my mind wandered back to some of the events of the last...