Sara had known Michael since she was six. Michael's sister and Sara had been friends since first grade. Now she sat in his office and listened to his job offer. Including the salary he was also offering a package of benefits that included what he called a new life. Michael explained that the new life included a custom wardrobe, regular spa sessions and a m...
It was with a mix of emotions but primarily envy that Heather watched her sister stride ahead of her across the windswept open moor while chatting animatedly with the boy they'd met only the day before. Heather acknowledged that Fern was much the better looking of the two sisters—not just because she ascertained this herself but from the repeated observation...
I shall never forget our honeymoon night. My first attempt to take his cock into my mouth was not a success. I thought my jaw would break as it tried to accommodate the great golden baton of his sex then, suddenly, I had the whole of the helmet inside my mouth and I was trying to swallow more and more of his eleven inches. As the helmet reached my throat I s...
It was Thursday night, and in just one more day Eric would see the custom video he'd ordered.. He'd been trying to distract himself with a movie, but realized he hadn't watched the last ten minutes. He closed his blinds and pulled up an old Remi video for the third time that night. Remi was a slender girl with long dark hair. She sat in a soft red armchair,...
Just a quick note on describing breast sizes for male (and, it seems, a few female) writers: When describing a character in a story, the more details you can throw in the better. We don't want to know that a girl has nice tits, we want to know how high they sit, what shape they are, what colour the skin is, what colour the nipples are, what they smell and t...
Susie Brock had just graduated from Harvard, at the relatively young age of 20, and she decided to celebrate her academic success by visiting Europe during the summer. She had been thinking about what country to see, having already seen the usual spots- France, Italy, etc. The question ended in her head when she heard that Led Zeppelin song "Immigrant's So...
"Fucking back stabbing cunt!" Rita kicked her suitcase with each word, working out some of her aggression. It helped, but not much. She was still at the Greyhound station instead of sipping margaritas in Georgio's yacht. No, instead her sister was the one soaking in the hot tub with his diamond collar on her neck. She slowly slid down the wall she was leani...
It's Halloween night, a night full of custom and tradition. Yet amidst all the carved pumpkins and trick or treaters, there's only one tradition that this night brings that attracts your attention. That's the custom that dictates that every young woman, no matter how reliable or moral she is at any other time, must for this one night cast off her usual perso...
I'm Freddie, Bostonfictionwriter, and I write custom stories for those who want to capture a memory and who don't have the ability to write the story for themselves. Only, something weird is happening. The creative fictional facts that I include in factual non-fictional stories come true. Either I'm psychic or my stories are charmed. This leased space was on...
(UPDATE: Custom names for all main characters have been successfully added! Enjoy!) (Note from the author: Hello! Hope you enjoy my story. Before you start reading let me clarify that this story is set to "private", meaning no one can edit it or add chapters but me. I'd like to keep the writing to myself while the project is developing. HOWEVER, I...