"God damn it!" Tracy spat out as she jabbed the disconnect button on her cellphone. "I hate that fucking car. Do you know how much it's gonna cost to get that transmission fixed?" I was driving and she was beside me in the front seat of my car. I knew better than to answer. "Twenty-five hundred fucking dollars. That's how much." She wisely put down her c...
Act one: Blindsided It was early evening and I was working at my desk. The Adult Boutique I owned wasn't due to close for another couple of hours. I was restless and wishing like Hell I could stomp on time's gas pedal. And that's when someone knocked on the jamb of my open office door. I looked up, surprised to see Dana, the cousin of an employee who had...
Edited by PeeJ 1. Amy's finger massaged her clit as she sat on the toilet reading the "Letters" column in her husband's magazine. She had gone into the bathroom for a quick pee but noticed it in the mag-rack amongst the others: House and Garden, Money, Fishing and other more benign periodicals. It was funny how she had never noticed it be...
Deanna's Surprise Part 3: Rayven by Gorgo **** **** **** With C&C from D.B. Story **** **** **** WRITER'S NOTES: This part of the story takes place three weeks after Part Two. It is written in first person with Deanna's POV. Rayven's POV will be displayed in italics or framed with six asterixes at the start and end of the section. Enjoy! **** **** *...
A New York City Apartment Marla D. Deering, born Marla Darling Dexter, was bored. She slumped in the luxuriously over-stuffed chair and frowned at her loneliness. Her life had gone from an exciting and liberating string of clubs and one night stands to endless days at home and one familiar "stand" per week. Her old friends never called and she longed for th...
CHAPTER 1 Let me begin by describing myself and a little about my life. My name is Khel, and I am an elf. I'm fairly young for my race, I suppose I'd be about the equivalent of early twenties if I was a human. I was raised from infancy in a theatre troupe and have come to fancy myself as something of an accomplished actor. The company consists of about thi...
The audience drops into a continuing story written in first person POV (mostly). The following based on a true story. Given enough time, any question that occurs to the reader shall be answered, eventually. * I woke the next day, showered, put on a comfortable chemise, a microfiber and nylon blend thong and open toed sandals, made some coffee and sat down...
Author’s Notes Before reading this story please be aware that that some people would label this work as obscene and pornographic in nature. It contains several themes including transgendered, homosexual and lesbian issues in addition to graphic sexual descriptions. To make the action flow more freely and the stories light-hearted, I have taken a socially n...
The phone must have rang about five times till my wife Kathy finally picked it up. I was busy finishing up the painting of the spare room and really couldn’t hear who she was talking too. I climbed back down the ladder when she came into the room. “I think I rented out the room” she said all smiles. “That’s great.” I smiled back as I put the paint brush do...
Author’s Notes Before reading this story please be aware that that some people would label this work as obscene and pornographic in nature. It contains several themes including transgendered, homosexual and lesbian issues in addition to graphic sexual descriptions. To make the action flow more freely and the stories light-hearted, I have taken a socially n...