Part I I confess I've been thinking about writing all the stories out in a book for a long time. A VERY long time. I'm what you might call one of the internet pioneers. I was chatting before America Online became popular on a hobby version of the internet called FidoNet. That was back before the internet was big and people still had Commodore 64 computers o...
Chapter 15 The sun was rising as Darius pulled into the drive way of Jen's house. He looked over at Jen. She'd fallen asleep on the drive from his apartment. She looked a mess. Hair tousled, patches of dried juices on her face (his and Christy's), hickeys on her neck. She'd managed to put on her blouse and skirt before leaving his apartment, but the blouse...
When we look back on our lives, we often focus on particular events to the exclusion of others. It is a way of protecting ourselves from the immensity of the whole of our experience. Certain times in our life begin to take on a theme, and certain moments stand out as turning points. When we attempt to define the narrative of our life, we focus on these theme...
This is the fourteenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter V "…She's under my thumb…" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest gir...
-- CHAPTER 3: The Party -- *** *MAY* I grunted and gripped her tight ass harder, pulling her body against me despite the viscous resistance surrounding us. Her long, lithe legs were scissored behind me, holding her own weight while she thrashed in our lovemaking. I grunted again and really began to pound her. Our movements were slow, but powerful and ste...
I had a lot of first with Aileen. Aileen was my first real love and my first imagined girlfriend. She was the first woman I had ever kissed, French kissed. She gave me my first blowjob. I met her so long ago that you'd think I'd forget her, but I never have. I sometimes wonder where she is now and how different my life would have been with her in it. She co...
It was Ron's first day on the new job. It looked like it would be a terrific day. It wasn't too hot, but the sun was out, and rising. London looked beautiful. Ron had to look after a group of businessmen from Saudi Arabia. He had recent military experience. His platoon commander, Toby, had given him this job. They'd happened to run into each other in the s...
Hi. How are y'all doing? You're probably wondering who I am, and why I'm writing this story. I wonder why I'm writing it myself, so I can't really tell you much about that. I can tell you a little bit about who I am though. My name is Kelli Stewart. I live in Arlington, Texas with my mom and dad. I had a little brother, but he died of leukemia a couple of ye...
Dixy Delight and the China Dolls Among showgirls, Dixy Delight was a headliner, not some meth-wasted emasculated stripper; her drug of choice was cocaine. Dixy (real name Debbie Johnson) was 26 years old but looked as if she may have just turned 18, she danced with all the energy of a coke high, and made enough in tips to pay for her drugs. Somewhere deep i...
Copyright February/2011 Not a lot of sex scenes here. If that's what you want I suggest you try another author. Constructive comments are welcome and will help me learn to be a better writer. ************** There is an old saying that goes: "If you mess with the bull, you get the horn". It simply means that if you do something dangerous or stupid you can...