Jamie Olsen hated Mondays, because on Monday morning she had to go back to being boring Jimmy Olsen after having spent all of the weekend as Jamie! Sunday evening had been disappointing. As usual she had been out on her street corner on the stroll. Last night she had chosen to look extra trampy, wearing torn stockings, her five inch heels, and her black lea...
Her career flourished over the next several years. She was busy and happy, her marriage was solid and she was grateful for the man that stood beside her. Her fantasy lover became that memory that woke her every morning and he was always there in her spirit when she sang. For that was what they had shared so passionately... aside from the countless whispered...
Thank you all for the support, kind words and suggestions. The Olsen twins managed to win out but Beyonce and Hillary Duff are both close behind her. This story is a little more extreme than the others, partially cus I don't like the Olsens. At all. In addition to starlet suggestions I wouldn't mind knowing what kind of action you all would like to see. This...
I had worked for Riverside Entertainment for about six or seven months and my bosses were happy with me. I had accumulated an impressive list of clients and my reputation was stellar, therefore I was shocked when Lyndsay told me it was time for me to quit my job. "Quit?" I protested, "Why?" "A new and exciting employment opportunity has come up," Lyndsay e...
We were busy thinking up various plans or possible scenarios for revenge against Arlen and against Dana's mother when I got a call from Ruth, and her voice was not happy at all. In fact, I could hear the sobs and I guessed the reason before she could speak it. There was only one possible reason that occurred to me for her being sad all of the sudden. It was...
Pt. III: Her Husband Arrives Carlos was coming to Miami from Newark on a late afternoon flight. After his wife Maria's phone call the night before in which she had related participating in a foursome and even masturbating a stranger in a parking lot, Carlos was thrilled and anxious to join us all at the beach cottage. I orchestrated his reception committee...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey. This is my first attempt at writing any sort of erotic fiction and I hope that it's something you enjoy. This is based off an idea from another writer on this website tnhardon whose series called THE AGENCY is fantastic and inspired me to attempt my own version of the story. The story and world he has created is vast and I felt I wanted t...
This story is Publicly Editable. Everyone is welcome to make their own additions to it as they see fit. Just remember to stay within the rules already established (though establishing more rules which are unique to your own branches is fine). I am now endeavouring to cater to both Score and non-Score users, but overall I still recommend hitting Start Game on...
God's eyes opened to morning sunlight streaming in through the window blinds. God stretched his scrawny body then swung his leg over the edge of the bed to the floor. With a strain God tried to get up but found he could not. He reached for the Geritol on the night stand and took a healthy swig. "Yeah. Iron poor blood. That's my problem," he thought to himse...
The 7-bedroom house that Ashley and Mary Kate Olsen had purchased in Redondo Beach was situated on a lofty promontory overlooking the Pacific Ocean. It was a sprawling affair, an oceanfront estate whose exterior was done in a classic red stucco; the interior being an admixture of Mary Kate's propensity for ultra-modern chic, combined with Ashley's more neocl...