I really feel like this story got me out of my head a little. I don't know, but as I hurry toward the end of this short tale, I think I have improved as a writer. For me, that's all I am ever really doing. I'm just trying to be a better writer, and maybe a better human too. Writing is my therapy. Anyway, here we go. We get to meet the ruler of the Dagersta...
This is a work of fiction and all characters were aged at least 18 years at the time when the events described did not happen. * Picture the two of us on cushions on the timber floor of the sports pavilion. Our naked bodies are entwined and our hair in disarray. My lips are at Fran's left breast and my juice slicked hand is caressing her lovebud. Her tongu...
ONE July 2, 1982 The two 19 year old girls walked carefully, attempting to avoid the rusty cans and general litter on the grounds of the Craddock-Childress Greens Mobile Home Village. The taller girl, a pretty redhead in a bikini carried a boom-box, which was emanating Boy George's sordid screams. The smaller girl had short, ratty hair, and wore thick gl...
Chapter Three: Harmony Is Punished It was a peaceful Sunday evening at Sweltings. I was sitting at my desk finishing up some paperwork in preparation for Monday. The week ahead appeared to be fairly free of complications with no new arrivals to train and only two regular appointments with the students. I couldn't help smirking as I thought back to Friday's...
Disclaimer: All characters or 18 or older. Content warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, huge cock, excessive cum, exhibition, teens ***** Ghost Story "Ugh, just shut up, Manson!" Star insisted, scowling and stamping her foot on the wet tile floor of the girl's locker room shower, a gesture that would have been more... impactful, were the little blonde girl not...
Here is the next chapter and again it is self-edited. I am sorry for any mistakes and I hope that you can still enjoy the story as is. I do try to find as many of the mistakes as I can but please understand I am an amateur writer and do not have the benefit of a professional editorial staff. I would like to thank willieone for all of her help as a proof/be...
Chapter Forty Ged had felt much better since he involved himself with Viv's group, though his aimlessness and apathy would often return once he was home and alone. Now he was out in public once more, he was often hit on by young women, and some of these were very pretty, but he steadfastly refused all advances politely, however much their lustful interest...
(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old when they engage in sex acts. This is an entry in the Valentine's Day Contest. Please read and vote. Thanks.) * This is 2020, the e-commerce era, but the postal service still delivers catalogs. One showed up in my mail several days ago. Glossy paper, bright colors, sharp photography. Women in skimpy l...
"You're too old to go bumming round the world" all his so called mates had told him. But that was just jealousy, eating them up as they crouched on their precarious little stockbroker rafts in the city, afraid to take the plunge, swim with the sharks, discover...who knows what, just discover. At the ripe old age of 40 Ray Fenton had done just that. He had t...
Vi opened the door to her large house on the nicer side of town and I stood smiling holding my laptop and my Trig notebook. She smiled back at me as she waved me in and asked me to take off my Timberlands. I took the time to observe the foyer. It was small with a bench to my left and to my right a door which I'll assume is a closet. The colors were all warm...