Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Prologue This is just what happened. It's the way I remember it. The rattling of the windows shook me out of a reverie, rain pelting the pane as I sat looking out at the plain from the second story of the place I had come to call home. The water on the glass obscured the...
My date and I were headed to a new restaurant on Church Street that had gotten good reviews. To get there we had to walk by one of Nashville's few gay nightclubs, and as we passed, the front door suddenly flew open to let two guys leave. Through the open door we could see a female impersonator on stage, dressed like Madonna. My date looked up at me. "I don'...
Sammy had heard about the gallery from a friend of a friend, who had heard from someone else, and so on. In the end, she googled the name, and went to visit that Saturday. It was a small place in what looked like it was once a warehouse. Unfortunately, when she got there, the lights were off and the door was locked. As she was getting back into her car she h...
No bitches burnt in this story and I fully expect to get some of the ever eloquent 'cuck shit' comments at the end of this one, since the story does take a turn down Cuckold Avenue for a time. I tried to create a scenario that might happen even if it is unlikely. I know most people wouldn't react this way but if we did what everyone expected there would be n...
I could write a story about step siblings banging. Or about a pool boy and the MILF down the block. I could write about a business man’s affair, or about parallel play on a park bench, at night, on some abandoned golf course somewhere. Or maybe you’d like a story about a cheating wife, caught, pleading for forgiveness? On her knees, begging to show her husba...
Author's Note: This is the sequel to the story, My Soul-Mate Ch. 1. Minimal story elements will be explained, except as needed. If you are new to this story, or haven't read it in a while I suggest you read it before reading this one. The story is definitely older and I was less experienced with writing but it is suggested that you read it. Also, this story...
Philip Santos was on a bus, on his way to Toronto, to go househunting before his final move there in the fall. He had made arrangements with his friend Steven to stay on his couch for a few nights, and during the days he'd look at apartments. It was a good plan, but when he texted Steven to ask when and where he wanted to meet, there was no reply. When the...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
Chapter 4: Sailing with the Hudsons, an erotic tale by AchtungNight. Celebs: Erika Christensen, Kate Hudson, Sarah Hudson, Jesse Bradford. Codes: MF, FF, threesome, orgy, oral, anal, interracial, incest, dp, exh, voy. Standard disclaimer- This story is a satirical fantasy. It is fictional, even though its plot and characters are based on real events and...
Given my biography you it's not too difficult to imagine my life's story was written out for me ahead of time, and sometimes I wonder if it was. There wasn't a lot of choice in my life and that's probably why... well, I'm getting ahead of myself. Hey there, I'm E. Am I that pretentious as to go by a single letter? Not quite. I was born Emma, however my moth...