I don't know why I wrote this the first line came to me and the story flowed from there. It is definite a love story, but a very odd one. There is no graphic sex because it does not fit the story. You can thank Vickietern for fixing most of my mistakes in spelling and grammar. ***** "When are you going to ask me to marry you?" Patty-Ann asked. We were se...
Joey Wildman wasn't exactly sure at what point today things had turned just so wrong. When he had gotten up this morning everything had seemed so right. It was a sunny Thursday morning with the promise of almost Friday heavy in the air, along with the scent of warm almost-summer grass coming though his window. "Joey it's your birthdayyy happy birthday Joeyy...
Note to my readers: I've posted parts of this story on the internet before, but literotica's SO MUCH BETTER!!! I'm going to add some new chapters to the story. Hope you enjoy it! * It took me a while to recover from Brad's brutal fuck. After he was finished with me he just rinsed off and I watched his powerful back and ass muscles as he walked out of the s...
Debbie Garafolo was a high school tennis star and head cheerleader, the object of every classmate's lust and a girl destined for stardom. But a funny thing happened to Debbie on that not so heavenly road. She attended Fairview State University, and there she found hundreds of girls just like her. Each was also a high school star, each was a prom queen, each...
Goddamn, but Coach was a bastard. The tunnel-visioned SOB couldn't think of anything but football, so when I missed a couple of weight lifting sessions to study for my organic chemistry final, he reduced my scholarship because I wasn't "committed enough to football". So instead of taking that time off to get in shape, I spent the summer of '78 walking the st...
Just a story about a creature that lurks in our minds and darkness. Not really to much different from you, except for a small quirk. ***** Let me set some things straight for those that have followed us in tales, and those that know of us. Native American's call us ShapeShifters or skinwalkers. We actually protect you at times, like your pet canines do, f...
It was a dark, foggy night in November when he made his first appearance in the tutoring center. I'd been working there since the middle of my freshman year - I'm now a sophomore - helping my fellow students with everything from study skills to crafting a decent term paper to getting that elusive 'A' on the midterm or final exam. Speaking of grades, a littl...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Miami, Florida The lights beamed down consuming brightness in a contrast of neon colors over the black stage. As soon as the music came back on, the lights changed and blinked a clip of colors before fading off....
This was a response to a friend who complained that my stories spent too much time developing characters and not enough time fucking. This kind of thing never happens to me. I'm an engineer, sort of a geek, even if I am in my 50's. The kind of guy that shows up on the radar screen when a woman is looking for a husband and provider, but becomes invisible wh...
Copyright © 1996 As I write this, it is the beginning of a harsh winter here in New England. Already, snow covers the ground and vicious winds cut into my face as I go to the mail box to get the old-fashioned snail-mail. On the top of the pile is a letter with a return address that instantly ignites inner flames. I am transported back to summer, to a time...