* This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * All characters are eighteen years old or older. * The story is narrated by a nineteen year old girl in her own words, therefore the entire story is dialogue. * This is an erotic story with twelve characters, not just a one page, two character porn scene. Please no...
Almost a year later, and it's done. I won't even make any excuses or reasons for the delay. Just please go back and reacquaint yourself with the previous chapters before reading this final one. It is only fair to me, and to the work itself. I don't know if it will live up to the expectations one would expect from such a long delay, but I am happy to report t...
1. Abby was greeted at the front door by a tall, tanned dudebro with shaggy hair and a clean-shaven face. His shirt was only half-buttoned, showing off a long flat, hairless torso. He wasn't wearing any shoes. "Hey there," he said. His long arms took up the entire doorway. "Um... hi," Abby said. "I'm looking for..." She froze, realizing that she didn't kn...
"Oh there you are, Lou, come on in! Lynn, this is Lou, the young man I was telling you about!" I stepped into Mrs. Trudy Willis' kitchen, fairly grimey from a plumbing job. I had washed up, but still had filthy jeans and soiled work shirt on. At the counter, sipping on tea, was Mrs. Willis' neighbor, Lynn. Since this was a 55+ Community, I expected another...
Will and Tori arrived at Robbie's home at eleven that night. Will was wearing a gray suit, holding the camera in his hands. He personally couldn't wait to see these athletes fuck the shit out of his wife. He was also glad he asked Jordan to stay home for this one and was even happier when his friend had agreed to do so. Jordan was his best friend end he deep...
(C) Copyright 2002 by choclit_tai. It is amazing how pride can sometimes get in the way of better judgment. And how people can always rationalize their actions for their own benefit. I admit it, I'm guilty. This brings me to my story. I am married, and my wife and I share a close group of friends. We all openly flirt amongst one another when we are togeth...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes,...
CHAPTER 1 The tousled blond well-built guy of twenty-eight listened to the wasp-tongued judge slam into him before passing sentence. It was near the end of the day and Judge Willis was tired, the arthritis in her right hip was biting and she was just in the right mood to, figuratively, bury her teeth into some poor jerk's butt. Finn Walsh was the unfortuna...
Be advised that there is very little sex in this story. I would like to remind some of you that this is a work of fiction. However, if you still feel compelled to critique the legal aspects, law enforcement techniques, whether or not the town of Meadow really exists, or anything else, please feel free. Thank you Cleveland! ***** When I got to her room, I...
(for those from less advanced cultural meccas: that's Klamath Union High School in Southern Oregon, USA) 1.) In freshman year, I went out for track and joined the long distance team. I did this because I wasn't very fast and really just did it for fitness and to see pretty girls in their track outfits. One day, I just didn't want to do the 5 mile run so I...