After I left the bike shop I spent the rest of the day and night getting trashed. Mainly just bar hopped and eventually ran into some friends. I am paying for it today at work. My hangover finally wore off around one. Luckily my first appointment was just a consultation on what he wanted me to design. I had Janet call my next one and ask if we could push it...
This is a story about a woman that I will always remember with gratitude and lust even when I am too old to do anything about it. Jenny was a young girl, my own age that lived several houses down the block. Jenny was what I would now call an “athletic” girl, not really a “tom-boy”. She played baseball and soccer on my little league teams since I was six year...
This is my first go at writing a story like this. I'm aware that the characters are rather two-dimensional, but I'm not really aiming at realism. Feedback is appreciated. With apologies to Joe Orton. All characters in this story are over 18 ********** Being a substitute teacher is ordinarily an unforgiving occupation even at the best of times. Trying to...
In the year 2012, Sophie Swift was confused. She'd felt an irresistible compulsion to go inside a mansion, where she'd met a man and girl. The man had told her that this girl was his genie, and that he was giving her to him. And now all that was left was a lamp, sat on the floor. She approached it with caution, not really understanding what was happening. Sh...
I love my father, and my four brothers. My mom left my father when I was five and promptly forgot she had children. Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration. She'd come to visit us, especially on our birthdays, but little by little, we would receive presents in the mail, then cards full of money. By the time I was sixteen, she stopped sending the cards and we h...
Daisy had never felt so humiliated in her life. She had been unfaithful to her husband. She finished squirting the last ounce of water from the little nozzle into her sore pussy and placed the douche bag back under the sink. She didn't care if Frank said that he had a vasectomy, just the thought of having his little black seed floating around in there gave...
Author's note: Sorry folks, this has been a very long time coming. Sometimes life gets in the way of writing. John and Julie are now a week into a relationship of searing sexuality, and it will help you understand where they are if you read the first three chapters. I'm Scots and they are both Scots, so they speak accordingly. My thanks to my sweet muse an...
If you are looking for a porn story, you will be disappointed. If you are looking for a lot of wild sex, you will be disappointed. But if you are looking for a tale of romance and generosity, a story about growth and selflessness, I hope you will read and enjoy. I would be remiss if I did not thank my muse, the amazing woman who keeps me sane and happy. *...
Note: This work of fiction is written in the second person. Though the written characters are female, the language will work whether you, the reader, are male or female. All written characters are 18 or older. Synopsis: Brimmton College has a reputation for beautiful yearbook pictures. What happens when a rebel like you doesn't want to smile for the camera?...
It was third period, and my favorite class of the day. It was History class with Mr. Breslow. Now I know it may seem weird that my favorite class was History, but it wasn't for the content of the class, it because Mr. Breslow was the absolute hottest teacher I had ever had. He was about 6'4" with soft brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. He had spent his coll...