It had been over a year since Emily became my girlfriend and I had still not fucked her. In fact I had never even had a blow job from her. I knew this needed to change, but every time I gathered the strength to confront her Emily would give me just enough that I couldn't resist her extreme charms. You see she was out of my league, a gorgeous girl with ripe...
Again thanks to 'Techsan' for the editing of this story. If you haven't read Chapter 1, please do so. * "Charly, I would never make you give up your writing. You're too talented and I know you will become a famous author some day. You can continue to write if you refuse the feedback. You see, I checked out everywhere you post. You can check the boxes that...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The readers of 'Abduction Ch.3.' will remember that just before the epilogue section of that chapter, Katrina, Monica and Olivia were about to explore Arnold and Monica's idea to bring the abductors to justice and set up their own independent film company to take full advantage of Katrina's 'training'. The story then skipped to the new studio...
I walked into the house Friday after work like I always do and shed my jacket and tie and headed to my wet bar. I poured me a glass of bourbon and headed to the living room to turn on some music. My fiancé would be out of town for the weekend visiting friends so my weekend was full of opportunities. There were a few things I needed to get done on Saturday ar...
The hot Nevada sun blinded her as she stepped out on the street, fishing in her bag for her sunglasses. Suddenly a low rumbling, like a squadron of vintage fighter planes, began to grow louder. She turned to see a gang of motorcycles roaring down the highway toward her, two abreast. Each bike had two riders, a black leather-clad man in front and an equally...
"Gees, why doesn't she put some vodka in this drink?" I muttered while sitting with the happy hour crowd. I was to meet him here at 7:00 pm, it was 7:40 pm, he was, only, 40 minutes late. I am smart enough to know how to be single in a crowd, that is very easy to do. Way too easy. The ability to time your alcohol consumption makes you appear to be in total...
"You're dying to say it," said Marjorie Whitcomb to her lover, Barry Chambers, looking resplendent in his black tux, spit-shined shoes, charcoal boxer briefs, freshly barbered hair and a dash of his favorite cologne, "Driven" sold by the former door-to-door ladies. "Go on, Barry. Say it. I'm waiting to hear it." The dark haired man beaming from ear to ear t...
Jeremy wondered what his uncle Jack wanted to talk to him about as he drove back to his place. The thought of Debbie's chest trying to burst from the blouse she was wearing for dinner helped him put his concerns of what his uncle wanted to talk about from his mind. He saw his uncle sitting on the front porch, the porch light casting a yellow glow on him as h...
Hi, I intend to follow this up with additional chapters. I did not use an editor, any mistakes are entirely mine. Thanks! ***** Rick walked into the hotel lounge to collect his free pint of beer, compliments of the management. As usual, the manager's reception had pulled in a healthy crowd for the one free drink provided to hotel residents each night. R...
No-sex! Okay readers, every story must end even though life goes on. So this is it for this one. This one is for the loyal readers who wanted more. Maybe I should have wrote a novel rather then a short story. To new readers, you will need to read the other chapters to get into the story. I will try for a short synopsis to explain what has happened. * G...