Chapter 9: Decisions, Decisions Jessica returns home to her mother with a glow about her. Upon her arrival, Jessica's mother is sitting in a recliner chair, drinking vodka straight, and eating cheese flavored cracker squares. Jessica does not even say hello to her mother. She walks past the woman to her bedroom, closes, and then locks her door. Sitting on...
By EgmontGrigor2020 Chapter 1 On a warm day, the first month of summer in Australia, Sam Thurston boarded a train and on entering a carriage, glanced at the spotted an attractive woman on the first seat against the bulkhead reading a book. She looked up and stared at him, slightly longer than a casual look, he thought. He was used to that, being tall an...
CHAPTER ONE: SETTING THE SCENE "Grind down on his face!" Sam perched forward excitedly in her chair, encouraging Laura to rasp her close-shaved, bristly bush roughly against her husband's shiny face. The atmosphere in the room was sexually charged, scored by the symphony of Laura's excited gasps, wet slurps of cunnilingus, and Sam's curt instructions....
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California The door slammed shut to the gold van, just before a sigh could be heard among David's voice. The clock read out 6:34 PM while the sun was beginning to fall down into the ocean to leave a...
I know that I announced a while ago that I probably would not be posting any more stories on this site, but a combination of factors has changed that decision. For the past couple of weeks, a story idea had been rattling around in my head that I couldn't get rid of. This, combined with weeks of cold, wet, and miserable weather, when I couldn't do any outside...
I hit the sandbag again. The chain rattles and the reverb runs up my arm to my shoulder. I hit it again, and the same thing happens. I hit it again, a little harder, and I feel my bones start to protest. I hit the sandbag again, harder, and harder and harder. My gloves have been going to hell for a long while and today might finally be the day they give up o...
Kylie Venn smoothed the front of her black pleated skirt and reviewed the work she had done on her ipad. A range of photos of architectural closeups of different modernist landmarks. She'd perhaps pretentiously shifted them to black and white. They looked at times like alien artifacts. Strange geometries blown up under an electron microscope. She sipped her...
I arrived at the area's major airport that Saturday morning, wondering what the night would hold. I'd been invited by Country music star Taylor Swift to attend a meeting of the CMO as her guest. And what a meeting it would be. You see, CMO stands for Country Musicians' Orgy, a backstage sex marathon the country entertainers occasionally set up for themselve...
Dakota Hastings boarded the bus and sat near the back. She hated riding the bus, but it was the only form of long-distance transportation she could afford to get back her parents' house. She knew she would be given the 'I told you so' lecture from her parents, but it didn't matter. They said she could come back and that was all that cared about her now. Dak...