This is an Earth Day contest story. Please vote. Homeless and destitute, prostituting herself for money to survive, a woman collects bottles and cans, while making friends. * "Hi," said the man to Susan passing by her in the alleyway, while staring. Accustomed to men staring at her, such an unusual sight to behold, men don't normally see a woman who loo...
Five a.m. approximately an hour before I'd rouse my tired bones from bed, and I felt a stirring on the king-sized mattress next to me. It could have been a snake winding its sinewy body towards my loins, but it wasn't. I tried to think about ice bergs, baseball and 500 lb. 87 year old women with yeast infections; anything to keep my dick from reacting to my...
It took me a while, but I've finally discovered what's wrong with women. Men; no doubt about it, men are the problem. As I sit here in this bus stop shelter, smelling the leftover piss, from the derelicts that sleep here when no one is around, I can see all of my mistakes, and they're crystal clear in the rear view mirror of my mind. I've got about an hou...
Carmen was beautiful, and I couldn't keep from glancing at her from time to time in dismay as she and I got ready for our big night out. She was a tall woman – easily surpassing six feet. And, do you know how some really tall women walk hunch-shouldered so they think they won't appear so tall? Well, that wasn't Carmen, and she didn't do that. No, she embra...
== || < > || == "Ohhhh," Heather Fawxx moaned, as the well-hung stud's cock pistoned in and out of her pussy. "Ohhh, God, yessss!! Fuck me, Danny! Fuck me hard!!" "You like that, don't you, Miss Fawxx?" the young man smirked, continuing his assault on her cleft. "Is this how you want me to serve all of my detentions from now on?" "Just shut up and k...
I would like to thank my friend Angela for her help in co-writing this story. It was her idea for the plot as well as l lot of the story line. Except for her beauty, especially her eyes and lips, there are no other similarities in this story. It is strictly a work of fiction. I would also like to thank her for her editing. All other typos are mine. This par...
Drago dreamt. He ran, his body powerful as he bounded over the rough ground. He felt something running alongside him but when he turned his head all he could see was trees. He recognised them as the forest on the edge of the grounds of his house. His feet knew instinctively where to go and he let them take him through the close trunks. He skidded to a halt...
Author's Note - This is a complete novella in six chapters. It's based on a true story I heard years ago from the young man involved. I have placed it in a more contemporary setting. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thanks. ***** Chapter One It's one of those lazy summer days in the Hamptons, one of those mornings-after-an-F.-S...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** This is a prequel to my Repo'd series (which I promise that I will update soon). It gives backstory to Marti, a mailgirl in the Repo'd story whose character, although currently minor, will become more important in coming chapters. However, as this story is set in 2025, six...
It was on the final day of the conference that I drank too much with my 'conference friend', Liesel. We were both aged in our forties, with careers in workplace health and safety, and we'd found ourselves at a three day event in a tiny beach town in North Queensland partially out of a desire to increase our professional knowledge, and largely out of a desire...