Hi, Jack here, and so that we can get it over with, married to Dianne - yeah, I know, Jack and Dianne, two lovers from the heartland and all that. We got a lot of friendly grief over the names when we were dating, and frequently when we meet new people, but it's ok and just the way it is. I'm unremarkable, I think - good looking enough, fit enough, tall en...
This is my first submission, the Gite is real, the English characters are based on real people. The English village which will link this series is real. The events are fictitious. They do use condoms. Like brushing teeth, they don't talk about it! ***** THE VILLAGE 01 - THE GITE IN SOUTHERN FRANCE FRIDAY We are such a normal group of people, if you saw...
This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. Reminiscing on Christmas, a lonely black man remembers better times in his life. * Michael's favorite thing to do, while masturbating, was to remember a few select white women from his past. Recalling the white women that he had sexual relat...
My name is Martin. Characters and events in this story are fictional. Chapter One I'd spent twelve of my thirty-two years in Miami, Florida. I'd taken a job at an exotic car dealership after completing an Associate's degree in Sales and Marketing. I began as a floor associate, greeting and engaging the high-end walk-in clientele. Then I moved into the serv...
My name is Alan. Characters and events of the following story are entirely fictional. Chapter One The city of Boston is an odd place for a Midwestern small-towner to transplant into. But I'd done it after achieving a Bachelor's in business Management. Being that one of my hobbies is reading, after eight years of mid-level white-collar job hopping, I'd move...
Characters in this story are fictional. Events described did not occur. Chapter One My name is Ethan. As of late, I had been living and working in a suburb of Portland, Oregon, as a software technician for a small PC service shop. I had started about six months earlier. A couple times a week, I walked down the block from the shop, either before the start...
The schoolgirl is wearing a gymslip of such a dark shade of blue it appears almost black. She is bending forward and stretching across a small table that boasts a cover of purple chenille, resting the flattened palms of her hands on the hard surface and pressing one side of her flushed face between them. The back of her skirt as been folded up to her waist a...
***So we continue with Ryan's recollections. This begins after the first night on what looks as though it might be where he'll be for the um, foreseeable future. Like any new arrival anywhere, he wants to see the lay of the land and what's shakin', so to speak and other top of mind things, like where's the nearest Starbuc - ok, maybe not that. 0_o *****...
Any similarities between this and real people is coincidental. If you recognise yourself here, feel privileged. All sex participants are at least 18. It has taken me a long time to get this written, then I read a similar plot. Oh well, guess great minds think alike, or all shit moves in the flush. not sure which. I have rarely beaten around the bush with...
Welcome back! For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first book The Runesmith Chronicles (it's actually Oni and the Farmer but it's too late to change it here :P). Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and what's going on as I often refer...