All characters in this story are 18 or older. You on the other hand, must be 18 or older to view this or any other story on this site. If you're not, please click that red x in the corner and if you are, please enjoy reading The Texter. I'm sorry I delayed getting this out, it's been a busy past few months and I'm grateful people want more I was hoping to e...
**A reader commented that a holiday story should have redemptive value, in the spirit of the season, and that, perhaps I fail to tap into that delirious, all-consuming happiness that each and every one of us must feel during the long, cold winter months. Of course, it could be that redemption—good or ill—is in the iris of the beholder. --Indeed...
Everyone's over 18, blah, blah, etc... BTW, this story will be infinitely more enjoyable if you read the other chapters first. AFTERSHOCK "Absolutely not! You're out of your mind if you think I'm going to sit idly by and watch my son throw his life away! She's a whore Peter, a prostitute who may be a couple of rungs up the ladder from the girls down on E...
Once again, thank you to my editor Jason Moore for his help with this chapter. I've certainly learnt much from his guidance and advice. For my readers, thank you so much for all the comments and emails. I can't tell you how much it means to me! Enjoy this next installment! *** Zilarrezko remained in place; wings still in their natural grey condition. He m...
Kat wasn't a hooker, she wasn't a prostitute. She didn't charge a fee for sex and she didn't have clients. But sex was what she purveyed. She was a good time girl. A product of the millenium, a promo chick a big business groupie. It was her looks and body, together with sex, which provided her living. She had flirted with being an actress, but found taking...
**All characters are 18 or over. This story contains an orgy, harem, some incest, some anal play, and public sex. This story and setting is not based on any fictional or real setting or story.** Grand Admiral Lanro of the Alliance Space-force was in a strange legal and moral conundrum. He looked more like a marine than an officer. He kept himself in shape,...
Yawning, Jenni decided to have a bath and go to bed. As the bath was filling the phone rang. The caller was a writer from Business People, a struggling small business newspaper published each Thursday. "Miss Giles?" "It is." "It's Rhys Cain, a journalist with Business People, speaking. I apologize for calling late but I phoned twice this afternoon without...
[It occurred to me that I never finished this part of the story. This is part two, but if you read it first, you will catch up on the characters. The places are all real, but the characters are fictional, and the timeline is a combination of errors and outright lies. The bits of this that actually happened are pretty thin.] Kyle was about the shortest gu...
Author's note: All characters present for or witnessing any sexual encounters are 18+. Teaching Her A Lesson Part Three: Homeschooling Deep breaths. Deeeeep breaths. So that wasn't working. The garage door creaked shut behind me. And behind that... The night was almost perfect aside from that. Mid-sixties, a gentle breeze to keep the mosquitoes at bay...
My wife's name is Liz and I am Bo. Liz is 27 and I am 33. We have been married just over 3 years. She is, 5'5", 34D 23 34, and looks like a photogenic movie star. She has blond hair and a killer sexy smile. I am 6', dark hair, and very fair skinned and just average build and looks. Liz used to be very modest. She was always wearing bulky sweaters that came...