Author's note: As with any story in several chapters, it will help you follow this if you have read Chapters 1-3. I hope you will find it worth the reading. 1. Sandy turned restlessly, glanced at his alarm. Six-thirty. He buried his head under the bedclothes and tried to get back to sleep, but he knew as he did so that it wasn't going to work. Red's holida...
Like any sequel, this story needs to stand on its own and I think it does. The reading of it, however, might be a richer experience if you first read, "The Grannies Next Door". I submitted that last fall and for me it was my first acceptable effort in writing as a male...a goal that had eluded me for years. I was lucky to get some decent feedback in that reg...
*Disclaimer: I don't own Jill or any references to the game Resident Evil. This may not be a story for any hardcore RE fans. I simply wanted to tell an erotic tale that took place after the events of RE5 and this is what came out. Please don't send me any angry messages saying "she would never do..." or whatever. Oh, and I know that there are bound to be spe...
The curly-headed, pretty little blonde girl clutched her mother's warm hand as they made their way into the small church. At the tender young age of six, Miriam Posey was the perfect picture of a bright-eyed young lady, eager to learn about the vast new world all around her. The little girl and her mother sat at the front of the church like they religiously...
Recapping the characters: My Ma, Pa, older brother Jethro and younger sister Trixie My Uncle Jimmy & Aunt Shirley, and their 2 sons, Stan & Billy My cousin Dirk My boyfriend Bobby Sonja, the bitch cheerleader * I could not believe I was sitting in my cousin Stan's car with my dress hiked up around my waist and my pubes on display. I could not comprehe...
I slept a little more soundly on the Sunday night although I did have some very vivid dreams, mostly of a sexual flavour, my thoughts seemed to stray back to the erotic swimming session in the afternoon where I had been unable to stop myself sporting an erection in front of my new work colleagues, despite my embarrassment, they didn't seem at all put out by...
I realize that this chapter has been a long time in the making and for that I apologize. I was dealing with chronic illness and several moves and job changes. For those of you who claim that Eve is very naive, this story is about going from what is widely considered "normal" to what is actual. Some people aren't taught from day one, the things you or I may k...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life, which I am adapting and editing. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old. His younger frie...
White Trash Ch. 4 – Payback's A Bitch Once again, I apologize if a half-assed story breaks out here. Just read the juicy bits if you want. I won't mind. Another fair warning though: While still a rude, crude, raw and gritty stroker at heart, if you're at all squeamish about harder BDSM, skip down to where Pegs joins the fun. Enjoy. ********** Stinky Pet...
Arrangements Stan studied the fellow sitting opposite nervously fiddling with his cell phone. They were sharing a drink at the Pig & Thistle Tavern on Nassau Street in Lower Manhattan. His name was Colin Edwards: medium-height, athletic, wiry, two-day beard. He looked really tired. "Sorry," said Colin, grimacing as he put the phone away. "Seems I can n...