She came over wearing these form-fitting, tight "Fuck Me" jeans and a midriff V-neck shirt showing off her cleavage and tummy, her glasses and a ponytail. We had a couple drinks and made some small talk in the living room and finally I asked, "So... What'd you come over for again?" She gave me a shy smile and said, "I just wanted to see you," with a twin...
Worst. Hookup. Ever. Disclaimer: 1. This story is completely true. Nothing about this story is fiction in any way, shape or form. 2. I hate chocolate. Trust me, this is pertinent for this story. 3. This is my first story on here, so constructive feedback is always welcomed. Just recently I met up with a friend of mine, "Coco" for lack of a better nicknam...
"You're an immature prick," Jade yelled at her soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend, Randy Sherman, who was in the kitchen looking down at the table. She had been angry for the last few days with his behavior about not being passionate or mature with their relationship. He knew what the real reason was. Jade had moved into his house months earlier and became accustom...
As Emily walked out of her bed room she found Tom standing there waiting for her in the hallway with a look of disappointment. "What's wrong?" she asked. "You're going dressed like that?" he replied. "I see nothing wrong with what I'm wearing." Emily was wearing a navy blue blouse with the top two buttons undone, a black skirt that went down to just belo...
Hello readers, please read Megan & David: Ch.01 My Gay Brother before you read this story. Thank you. My son David is a very handsome, strapping young man, who could have any woman he wants, except he's gay. My daughter Megan is a beautiful, athletic young woman, who could have any man she wants, except, she is a tomboy and the town bully. And, she may...
If you're underage or offended by erotic literature, don't read any further. In fact if either of those describes you-get off this website. This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. * Introduction My name is...well name's not important. Call me Ishmael-nah, just kidding. You can call me Nick. But I'm not wr...
It's the weekend - WOW what a week. Running everywhere and it's OVER!! On you way home you pick up a bottle of your favorite wine and your thoughts are to just LOCK THE DOOR and enjoy yourself. You open the front door, close it behind you and lock it. You stroll through the house, dropping your purse on the table, and putting the wine in the freezer for a q...
The year was 1964, the place Resolute Bay, N.W.T. It was an R.C.A.F. radar station, part of the string that formed the Distant Early Warning line from Canada's coast to coast to monitor air traffic entering Canadian air space over the pole. The radar screens were monitored at N.O.R.A.D.'s command post buried deep within a mountain in Colorado. In the event...
My real world name is John and we will leave it at that. Online, I go by George. That is also my virtual reality name as well. For those who don't know, there are virtual reality websites where people can reinvent themselves. You don't have to be fat, ugly, or undesirable. You can make yourself look like Brad Pitt if you are a guy or Elizabeth Hurley if you...
I dreamed wonderful things that night. Nothing tangible, but composed of me drifting thoughtlessly through a warm and peaceful expanse. I awoke during the middle of the night, cold from laying naked on top of the bed. Rebecca was nestled close to me, trying to find warmth in nearness. I pulled back the covers, and carefully lifted her so I could get her unde...