Preface: Though this story is about a battered spouse, I in no way condone or excuse that type of behavior. So please don't assume I'm sick just because I've written a sick tale. So let's go. The Battered Spouse By Jedd Clampett My name is Travis Stannard. I'm just a regular normal type of guy. I'm a gentle man, I'm quiet, always been sort of shy. I do...
"Stupid government regulations won't let me keep the ladies in the back office where they belong," Matt grumbled as he cut his steak. "Had to tell Mike in private I know he's right, Tania has no business driving the forklift, but legally I can't let him bully her." "What's wrong, Matt? Afraid her hormones will have her dropping inventory with it?" Ellie was...
Mark silently cursed his sister under his breath as he walked home from school on a Friday afternoon. Mark is 18 years old, 5'11, and had a lean build. He wasn't considered particularly ugly or attractive by the girls at school, just a bit above average. It was the middle of December and it was this time of year that made Mark regret being too lazy to get hi...
It’s funny how small a step away a parallel universe could be… For instance if just a slight change in the genetic makeup of humanity meant that fertility rates were, and had always been: far, far lower than our own. Overt sexuality might not have plausibly become taboo, simply for survival of the species. Societies could have developed in much the same way...
Disclaimer: All involved characters in this series are above the legal age of consent. ***** Throughout High School I made quite a few enemies, one of them who I will name Kim hated me after I stole her boyfriend and dumped him a week later. Which made her mad as her and her friends teased and taunted me. I of course teased and taunted back but nothing got...
The people in my story are all 18 or over. ***** It started from a detention I gave yesterday. It was only at lunch time for ten minutes but I ended up chatting to the girl for about 20. We talked about ask sorts of things and ended up having a bit of a laugh. During my next lesson we were doing a bit of silent work and I had sat her right at the back in...
I. My father died when I was 17. My biological mother was out of the picture, and the will stipulated that my legal guardian would be Vanessa, a friend of the family's living in a small town about twenty miles away from ours. I hardly knew her. My parents, actually, had few really close friends, and I had only seen Vanessa a few times in my life—and not re...
I still remember the first time I saw her, I was bouncing at our local nightclub and she had attended her friends Halloween party. I was on the main door at the top of the stairs (with my then wife opposite me taking the money on the door,) I didn't even notice her for starters until my wife commented on her revealing outfit, but once she had my attention,...
Even as a teenager, I knew there were probably more than the two sexual positions I knew about, which were man on top and woman on top. After consulting more experienced sources i.e. my friends who were two years older than I, I wasn't much more advanced in my quest for knowledge. I did learn that my best friend, Marlynn, had tried side to side. The next mon...
God, it gets me wet just thinking about those days. I mean, I know it was high school, but for us, it was the end of it all - high school I mean. We really were like gods - goddesses - in our own way. I don't know if it was how we talked, or walked, or dressed... maybe it was a combination of the three, but there was a certain threatening appeal to us. You'...