I hit a bit of writers block so I grabbed an old half completed story and started back on it. This is the result. I am not the greatest at transcribing the stories as the flow from my mind. While I have given this piece a once over, I am sure that I missed something. If I did I am sorry and I hope that it doesn't pull you out of the story to much. *********...
PART I Memorial Day: Jolene & Steve 2004 It was a year after college, they decided they'd meet up at the old party house. There were six of them, two of whom still lived there (Trent & Eric). They went out to several bars that evening, hit them hard and drank a lot. They were all friends: Dave and Chelsea (together), Eric, Steve, Jolene and Trent. Steve h...
It was a boring bank holiday. It was a boring bank holiday and she was stuck at work. It was glorious weather outside so everyone was out in the country, at the beach or generally having healthy outdoor fun - so no-one was going to come into a motorbike clothing store to buy 'Reduced Winter Clothing' as the sign exclaimed! She had pulled the short straw and...
They decided to meet at a coffee shop in the city, attracted to the pictures exchanged, but uncertain whether they'd click, whether there'd be any real attraction. A little nervous but excited, he was instantly turned on and curious when he recognized her. He smiled and said hello with a hug. They sat and talked for awhile joking about this and that. He sugg...
We go out to eat in a nice restaurant where it is dimly lit. You choose a table in a dark corner and I'm glad, you have no idea what I have in store for you tonight. We sit down and you order a nice dinner, but I'm laughing to myself. I wonder if you will be able to eat much when I give you my surprises. A little giggle escapes, as I hold a finger to squelch...
Bob Rosenberg worked as a lowly paralegal at a law firm. He was once a powerful movie producer. But he had lost that position and done a stint in prison because he was a fat, ugly, and sexually frustrated blob who had tried to force his fat, disgusting self on women who were actually good-looking and wanted nothing to do with someone as hideous as him. After...
One night I arrived home late from work. When I walked into my apartment I noticed candles burning all around and there was my girlfriend standing in the middle of the room. She was wearing a black leather pleated skirt, a black leather corset, long shiny black vinyl gloves, black thigh high stockings and big black leather high heeled boots. In one hand she...
"Oh Gawd!" Moaned Rockie and then thought. "There's no life like it!" Richard "Rockie" Ishii -- Private Investigator was slouched back in his big leather chair. His pants pulled part way down and legs spread as his secretary Shannon knelt between his knees sucking on his thick nine-inch uncut cock as she dutifully did each morning. He knew the catch phrase...
Thanks for the feedback from Chapter 1, if you have just found this, please read chapter 1 to have the back story as these build upon each other. If you are expecting "perfect realism" this isn't for you. Some things will be exaggerated a wee bit, I do try to keep a strong sense of realism throughout. I'm no professional writer, just having fun. Enjoy! ****...
Dear Diary, I can't believe what happened last night. My head is in such a daze this morning, but I've never felt more satisfied. All the nerves in my body seem to be on fire, I feel so good that it almost hurts. I feel like such a whore for what I've done, it was wrong, it was illegal, it was immoral. I let my daddy rape me, and I loved every second of it....