14 Winston Lynn faded from my life like an unfixed print exposed to direct light or as the vibrant colors of some fish dissolve into dead grayness when they are caught and pulled from the water. Her work now entailed much more travel than ever before, with trips to the west coast or New York several times each month. More and more frequently I found myse...
Note: Most people who are drunk will not get an erection and please stipulate that it is possible when you read this story. Joe had been down and out for a long time now and I decided to call him over to spend some time with me in California. I am Jason and am married to a mega beautiful babe called Juliet. We met five years ago and have been inseparable si...
Chapter four: This is a chain story written by Jezzaz, Todd172, Stev2244, Harddaysknight, Girlinthemoon, Qhml1, Oshaw and blackrandl1958. One different author wrote each chapter in this story, building on the work of the preceding author. We are submitting one chapter each day until the story is finished. We would like for you, the readers, to see if you ca...
Every single word of this story, about certain people who do not need any publicity, is true! Thus the names were changed, and I am not providing any details like geographic locations, which could help to identify the heroes of my story. I was very lucky to extract it at all. Enjoy. * * * * * * * Andrea, twenty something young, already divorced, rich, beau...
Steve picked up Lauren and headed to the airport. "I can't believe you talked Jenni into this," Steve said as they drove to the airport. "It wasn't as hard as you think. I think your wife has a little more of a wild side than you want to admit. It didn't take that much convincing. I figured if she agreed she would have put more rules than just no intercour...
I had just separated from my wife after 10 years of marriage. The person who I had become bore little or no resemblance to the person I had always wanted to be. I had systematically dismantled myself over the course of my relationship with my wife and could no longer remember who I was or what I wanted at all. It was the day before Thanksgiving and I had no...
Two men are sitting in a booth in the East side of the Bronx . . . "Jesus fucking Christ Denny so help me God what a fucking thing to open your eyes up too. Yea, so these here eyes of mine open up out of their blind and drunken stupor and there stands the biggest fucking bitch you ever seen. Christ, she was like the back end of a Caddie. She was huge. She...
As I assume is the case for most average heterosexual males, when I daydreamed of fucking some famous movie star or singer it was normally someone really buxom and beautiful, like Christian Hendricks, Salma Hayek, Beyoncé, or Denise Richards (or in their day Raquel Welch or Sophia Loren); or if I was not masturbating to thoughts of one of them then it was to...
On a warm summer afternoon I sat with a small group of people in the lobby of a plastics factory waiting for my number to be called, I looked at my ticket and the number six was neatly printed in cursive. The girl sitting next to me leaned over and asked: "What number are you?" "I'm number six," I showed her my ticket, "what number are you?" "The Butcher?...
Reverse speech. In the latter days of Earth, before it exploded into the shards and stones of the new asteroid belt that surrounds the sun in place of the old orbiting planet, the science of reverse speech had been a vanguard of the increasingly peaceful society that had inhabited most countries. For those that may not know, science had discovered that all p...