Ch. 2: My New Life I was still shaking my head in confusion when I stepped out of the shower twenty minutes later. The house was quiet as I tip toed back to my room, which just left me alone with my thoughts. I closed the door behind me and reached for the lock before forcing myself to pause. What kind of person was I? Did I lock the door or leave my room o...
I apologize for taking so long with this. I'm just not as accomplished at writing as some on here, unfortunately. A huge shout out to my Editor, Mystique, for saving me from grammar and punctuation purgatory. Any errors are mine since I tinkered with it after editing. ***** Jessie had no idea who was behind her. She hoped upon hope that it was Rob. She t...
Anna with the Big Boobies... ...and Janice. Copyright Oggbashan September 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ On a late S...
This is the fifth in a series of stories about the sex life of a young couple living in Palo Alto—Rich, a successful young lawyer, and Beth, his vivacious red-haired wife. There are four prior stories in this series and while not strictly necessary, it might be helpful to following this story to have read the prior stories. Beth and Rich were raised in str...
Casper and Janice Summers tried to do everything down the middle with Jonas and Billie, their blue-eyed blonde twins, to avoid having a favorite or at least showing favoritism and that policy lasted till college time. The Summer's ranch had been hit by drought two years in a row. As a consequence for the first time in eighteen years of the twins' life, Casp...
The conclusion to the story. In chapter 2, Dale and Rose escape danger, but more problems are just around the corner. But there is good stuff, too. * I put the phone down and walked back to the bed. I stood next to Rose, and said, "That's great news." She smiled and nodded, then stood up. I watched her walk across the room to the desk, and she reached int...
Author's Note: This series builds off of elements of the previous Panic Moon series. To get the full experience, it is recommended, though not necessary, to read that one first. Hello, fellows! Apologies for the longer wait this time, it won't happen again. I was just focusing on my Halloween contest entry for a while. You'll be getting new chapters far fas...
I was always flirty my whole life, even before my first sexual experience on my 18th birthday. I honestly don't believe that I was a cock tease, however, but I had mastered the arts of eyelash batting, strut, hair flip, red lipstick application, and coy smile. I also never swore, never belittled anyone else whether behind their back or to their face, and was...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. * I suppose I should start from the beginning. Like, the very start... I was born on February 10th, 1988 in Austin, Texas. I was a healthy little boy who was born to a semi-loving couple and had my entire life ahead of me. Except that wasn't exactly it. My mother Racheal Collins...
"Hey John, nice game," Pamela Stevens said as I passed her in the hallway. "Thanks," I smiled. "Yeah, way to go!" some guy added. "It was a team effort," I said, and it was the truth, but it was nice to be appreciated, especially after yesterday. Pop had heaped the chores on me for getting in late Saturday night after the game. I spent all day Sunday wo...