A few months ago I was a complete nobody working in my basement. That changed when the embarrassed shriek cut through my focus. But I'm a bit ahead of myself here. Let's start at the beginning. My name is William. For my entire life I have been obsessed with the world of the dead. Not the creepy pentagrams and black candles type, but the gadgets and long st...
My name is Alexander Boi. I'm a high school teacher in my late twenties. I wouldn't consider myself a particularly attractive guy, but others seem to think so. Six feet tall, not ripped, but a nicely toned body. I have short brown hair and wear glasses when I'm teaching, but what most people seem to think is very appealing about me are my eyes. I have to adm...
Writer's Note: This is a sequel to "She Wouldn't, Would She" by Charley_Ace. And like his this is split into two parts. This is the second version of my story. Many readers complained that I made the husband too wimpy so I went back over it and added some toughness. And an explanation of why he may look wimpier than last time. If I added any more aggressive...
Monday Night Part 2 (Tuesday Night) That car was hot and humid from the days heat. The temperature had reached at least 90 and as the evening drew in it began to cool the air a little. A stiff evening breeze flowed around the car as they drove to the deserted beach house. It was Jess’s private beach house, so there were no chances of interruptions for what...
Amity reclined against the wall, her smallish breasts thrust forward until they caught the light and glistened. She ran her thumbs over her coppery nipples, circling in under her areolae and then pinching the nipples between thumb and forefinger until they were hard as diamonds. Her little pink tongue lapped at her parted lips. She slid her right hand down o...
Mark, Jenni, and Freddy are parked in a no-frills shared hospital room for her early labor, at least. The guys sit in vinyl-covered chairs by the high, narrow bed in which she rests, still clothed in her favorite maternity summer dress. It's not at all what Mark had wanted for her, but the baby is almost a month early, so this is their accommodation. Their p...
"Are you sure about this?" I asked Sasha for the fourth time. She didn't even answer this time; instead she just grabbed my hand and led me right up to the front of the line. And sure enough, the two of us - dressed to kill and armed with dicey-looking fake ID's - talked our way into the hottest dance club in Las Vegas. Inside, my senses were immediately as...
When you're a boy named Kourtney, growing up necessitates you go by a nickname merely to survive. For the first fourteen years of his life, this went well. He got by with everyone calling him by the initials of his first and middle name. When sex education began, and all his peers became hyper aware of all things sex, suddenly that went from his name to an i...
Kelly watched the tall rugged man slide down off of his horse and slowly make his way over to her. Their eyes locked when he was about 20 feet away from where she was sitting. Her horse was tied a few yards away. She broke eye contact for a moment and looked around. She was in the middle of nowhere, a good half mile away from her small farm house. How in the...
Thanks to Kat “… don’t forget to do the assignments, have a nice vacation, and stop sending me dirty e-mail.” The students all laughed at my daily “end-of-class” comment as the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, and the beginning of October break. I was finishing some last-minute paperwork, when the classroom phone rang. “Hello?” “Mr. O’Sh...