"It's my life," Stanley Thurgood said to himself, and the big and tall, dark-skinned young African American man looked at the OC Transpo bus that sped away, leaving him stranded across the street from the Walmart located on Innes Road, in the east end of Ottawa, Ontario. The 94 bus sped through the highway, going toward the West End. Stanley knew that he wou...
Matilda(played by Natasha Henstridge) was an attractive 44 year old divorced heterosexual upper middle class blonde. She was 5 ft 10 tall well built and well endowed(very large breasts). Although she was chubby, her body was beautifully proportioned because of her height. She have gained weight over the years, but she carried that chubbiness well. She never...
***Disclaimer - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are 18 years or older*** ***Writers Note...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. Author's note. All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old. Not so much erotic horror yet. Will be in later chapters. ....... "What happened to everyone on that ship, Jenna?" Dr. Wallman said while seated at his desk, seated across a blond-haired girl who had her thin...
It's the day before the big Halloween party and in classic slacker fashion, you've yet to even think about a costume. You spend a few minutes scrolling through Welp reviews and find a place just two blocks from the party venue, so you decide to stop in on the way and just grab whatever. When you get to "The Closet," as it's called, it turns out you...
It was only about six blocks from my family home. The rickety old place with the creepy old man who lived there. Everyone seemed to avoid both him and his home. The rumors were rampant of course too. He was a pervert, he had killed someone, it went on and on. Personally I never paid much attention to the rumors, nor to the house or the old guy who lived the...
Note: This stand-alone story is part of our continuing swinging adventures. I hope you find at least some humor in these stories. Chapter 9: In Da Club Part III – Wax on, whacks off, Daniel-san When we moved north, we had to find a new swing club to go to. Oh, we moved north. Didn't I tell you that? Well, we did. Try to keep up. Anyway, there a...
Things have changed. In the old days when you said the word porn, a visual of a dirty old man came to mind. You know the type. Shaggy hair, dirty clothes, giving that look that freaked you out. Those men would sneak in and out of the porn store down the street from my house. I always wondered if they thought that no one would notice. I never recognized any o...
Author's Note: The following story is complete fiction. I'm not related to, or affiliated with, any characters depicted in this story. I sincerely hope everyone enjoys reading it. A sincere and heartfelt 'Thank You' to LadyVer. She graciously edited this story, despite a busy and demanding professional schedule, and her edits, recommendations, and feedback...
Okay so here is the next in the series, otherwise known as Jared's story. I again want to thank MaaddMaaxx for the editing. I love the job that you did last time with me that I am so glad you agreed to help me again. Also a special thanks to my friends in New York who have helped me bring more details to this story then I have had before! Enjoy- CinderLaw *...