Well, hello everyone. I have been on a hiatus for a bit because life always gets in the way of fun. Regardless of the situation, I have had some time to get some writing ideas down since I'm not working 80 hours a week it seems. I appreciate everyone being patient, and hope that I have not lost all my fans. I leave you with a short story that I've been itchi...
Anyone ringing me at three in the morning needs to be hung drawn and quartered even though I needed to be up in half an hour of which my alarm was already set. I knew who it was so it was no surprise to see my best friends name, Gina, on my phone. "Morning Kirsty." Came the overexcited voice. "Do you know what time it is?" I exclaimed in mock anger "some o...
I hate working at the goddamn mall. What's more, it's not like I work at a chain store either. I work in a Mom and Pop mall store that sells used cd's and pop culture shit. I think the stuff we sell is cool, and I have no problem with my bosses, but we should be a storefront downtown, not in a goddamned old-school, enclosed mall. Our foot traffic is non-exis...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the singers, record labels, musicians, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in...
Humor is subjective, Gary keeps telling me. His past boyfriends loved his jokes. His mom finds him hysterical. He always cracks me up. The only reason that the crowds never laugh along, he claims, is that they're too slow on the draw. On Saturday night, I catch a train into Brooklyn and meet him at his studio apartment. I arrive in my best night-on-the-town...
September something 2018, Melanie went to Vegas with her sister and a couple friends. When she returned home, our married life was never the same. My name is William and every one has called me by that name including Melanie, though my mother had always called me Willie. After that September weekend, Melanie soon began calling me Wille too. I was 31 years o...
As I had told previously, I had convinced my wife, Claire, to go to a clothing-optional resort. There, over time, her inhibitions loosened up, and we eventually watched each other have sex with other partners. This led to more encounters on following visits, in which Claire was an enthusiastic participant. We had promised each other that we would be complete...
It was a chilly starry-skied evening with a few breezes nearby the beach shore. The same evening that happened to be just the night before Mandy's eighteenth birthday. David, Faiz and I were all bunched together around an outside fire, providing us enough heat to withstand the outside cold. Faiz adjusted the firewood every once in a while. We had a pretty gr...
Note: This is a story very much in line with my other Loving Wives stories. If you're the incel type who pretends to hate those themes, this is your trigger warning. You can leave and read something else. Or you can whine about my choice of category (whiniest ones LOL). Or you can read, masturbate while crying in self-loathing, and then post unimaginative ra...
As the early morning Florida sun peeked through the window, Holly Chase opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock. It was just after 6:30. In the master bedroom, she could hear her older sister giggling like a little girl, and what seemed to be moaning from her 18 year old nephew. As soon as her head hit the pillow, the little hard body blonde was out co...