Authors note. This story was very difficult to write. To place oneself in a horrific situation and try to put it into words is a lot harder than it seems. I have never experienced the events of this story. I have submitted almost 30 stories to this site, none of which are from personal experience or desires. This may be why I get rather defensive when I get...
I know I'm late with this one but I figured I wasn't going to hold it until next year. ***** I saw the perfect parking space in front of the house where the party was already in full swing. Suddenly a large Chevy 4X4 roared by me and dove into the spot I had picked out. I just shook my head and found a spot further down the street. The four guys who piling...
Note: This is a parody. Any resemblance to persons living or dead or fictional is really almost nonexistent. Captian's Log, Stardate 3947.8. Received new orders from Starfleet HQ. We're being sent to the Nether Regions to investigate the disappearance of the U.S.S. New Orleans. It will take us two days to get there at warp factor 9, but I'm keeping busy wi...
In the never-ending quest to dispel myths, clear up misconceptions, and, perhaps, to impart some unknown facts about each of the contenders in the battle of the sexes, it is imperative that each understand the other side. For example, women are under the misconception that men sit around the local bar and rate female customers on some supposed 1-10 scale. T...
NOTE: "Tropical Dreams" was written as an episode in the Spring Orgy on Malinov's Island, which was underway on the sex story newsgroups during the summer of 1998. This story takes place after the authors attending the Erotic Writer's Workshop on the _S.S. Sybaris_ flee the apparently sinking ship and are stranded on a deserted (?) island. This version is sl...
Author's note: By popular demand, a follow-up to The Waif and The Wall. I've tried capturing the tone of the original and add some spice. Let me know what you think and if I succeeded by voting and leaving a comment. ~~~~ Morning. My arm looked massive curled around Beth's tiny frame as we cuddled in her bed. She wriggled. "Mmmm... I like you holding me....
Hannah's insufferably girly script stared at me from the slip of paper in my hand. There was only one word on it. Logan Followed by a heart with a toothy smiley-face in it which I couldn't easily look away from. It was the eyes. They were following me when I moved the paper around in my hand, like those of a haunted painting. Ugh. I gave the back of Hanna...
Everybody always hears stories about the "big man on campus." He's the guy who scored the winning touchdown at the homecoming game. He's the guy tapping the keg at the frat party. Most guys would like to be him mainly because of the fact that most of the young women on campus wish to spend the night with him. Well, I have news for you, that guy doesn't real...
This is my first attempt at writing a story. Any suggestions, feedback, constructive criticisms are greatly appreciated. ***** I woke up failing to catch the image in my dream. It was always the restlessness feeling of something just out of my reach. And it's almost 11. Oh shit! I was late- no. I had no place to be late to. Whatever. Maybe I could roll...
She woke up in a more comfortable bed than the ones she is used to. Those hotel beds were always so rigid or lumpy or just plain uncomfortable. When she got up, the surroundings were vaguely familiar and far from what she remember seeing before she went to sleep last night. The man next to her comforted her and explained that this never quite happens this w...