Jones hated Mondays, and he especially hated to work on Mondays. This in and of itself was not unusual; most people dislike, or even hate, Mondays. Monday, to most people, is the worst day of the week. But for Jones, his job meant that he dealt with most people on the worst day of their lives, and this was difficult enough without having to deal with the fac...
Author's Note: I recently learned that waffles have been around since at least the Medieval Times. I think that's neat. Just wanted to share. ****** On this morning, another ceremony had just finished in the Lotus Shell. The highest ranking Child of Hope, the Golden Lotus, was an older priest. He, along with two younger priests, and Delma, had performed...
-Will- I can hear the sound of everyone down stairs except for Chloe and I. Whenever Lili is over, she's insistent that she make everyone breakfast. No one has the heart to tell her besides pancakes, she's not very good at cooking. The eggs are never as ordered, the bacon is undercooked. Not raw, but it is rubbery. Chloe groans as I get up and put on a pa...
EVERYONE IN THIS STORY WHO ENGAGES IN SEX IS EIGHTEEN OF OLDER This is a rewrite of a story I published in 2018. I received many suggestions from my readers on ways to improve the overall story. I took all of their suggestions under consideration and tried to incorporate all recommendations into this rewrite. I must admit they had many good ideas and I thin...
This science fiction story was started in November 2016. It's written from multiple points of view, primarily as the characters are introduced. This chapter, for those who care, doesn't contain any sex. However, the full book will contain sex scenes of the kind you may have come to expect [from me], as and where appropriate to the story. The story: After a...
Readers, this is a fictional account told in the first person. It's not a quick jerking off piece. If that's what you want, I'll save you the time, so you can look elsewhere. There's lots of very good of that kind of writing on this site. There is some erotica, but it's not the focus of the story. Enjoy the romantic coupling of two good people that endured...
Rocky's tale of Faith & Love As I sat in the smoky backroom, working on my bottle of Jack, I couldn't shake the feeling that returning to the States for this tour was a mistake. My bandmates were having the usual fun. Malice (Ed) the drummer had gone off with a husband and wife to have fun. Merciless (Matt), my bassists was a getting a blow job by a voluptu...
Lydia arrived in the middle of nowhere on a hot summer's day. The sky was hazy and the air was dry. The sun beat down on fields that stretched as far as the eye could see, and the herds of cattle that occupied them barely looked up from their shelters to see who the newcomer was. She stepped out of her Hyundai hatchback and lit a cigarette. Inhaled. It had...
Author's note: I'd like to thank my friend and editor Jim (MojaveJoe420) for assisting me with this piece. I'd also like to thank everyone who reads my work and offers critiques and criticism. It means the world to me. - - - - - I messed up, and I knew it. The more I thought about it, the more I came to the conclusion that I got a little caught up when...
Friday, 10 March 2017 Oh, shit! I knew that I was in trouble as soon as I walked in the door. Sitting in the living room were Staff Sergeant (SSgt) Corman, SSgt Taylor, Technical Sergeant (TSgt) Hanley, TSgt Woods and, worst of all, Senior Master Sergeant (SMSgt) O'Grady. My name's Robert Johnson, and I'm only a Master Sergeant (MSgt) in the Air Force; whi...