Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. * I guess my big mistake was not manning up earlier. I let myself get into a funk and now I was paying the price. To be honest with you, it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. A man is supposed to hold up and carry on, but I just didn't feel like it....
Chapters 1-7 are somewhat self contained and describe Matt being rescued from a Midwest snowstorm by a family that turn out to be his soul mates, girls with lots of past life ties. Lots of spirituality and lots of sex. This was mostly written in 2005 and was posted in 2010. Chapters 8-13 describe Matt going home to the Northeast, discussing things with hi...
You may think this story belongs in the humor section, maybe or maybe not. I have had more than a few emails and comments regarding the continuation of my story Mr. Lucky. I really like the main characters in that story and felt like writing with them in mind again. As the story developed it naturally veered toward the loving wives category. Despite how so...
It was eight O clock in the evening when Kunal Jain entered in his five-bedroom penthouse in south Delhi locality and found his wife Neha Jain playing with their 3-year-old son Aryan. There full-time maid Nancy was also around helping Neha. "What took you so long," Neha asked, "I called you around seven and you said you already left office," she looked at...
Ch 6 I pulled the door open and stepped outside, stumbling a little on the way to his Ford F-150. The drugs, the blood loss and the shock of losing my wolf were all hitting me at once; I barely made it to the truck. Opening the door, I pulled myself into the cab while protecting my left hand against my chest. The pillowcase was already soaked through with b...
wetpussy: I love you I closed the chat window before replying. I was having no luck tonight. This was the third girl I had chatted with, but none of them had even managed to arouse me. All three said they had orgasmed, but I didn't know if it was true, and I really didn't care. I had not been having cybersex for very long, having only discovered a good chat...
Hector looked over to the passenger seat and saw Jim sprawled there, blood seeping from his wounds. Jim smiled and gave him a thumbs up. Leaning forward from the backseat, Liam spoke, "'Scuse me, Hector." and plunged his knife into Jim's side. Turning his attention back to the road, Hector addressed his only friend. "Jim, you okay?" "This? Oh, it's nothing...
*** Sarkopheros Says: Okay, so, technically, it's 20 past midnight here as I'm writing this. But it's still April 9th in other parts of the US, so we're still going to count this as April 9th! Except the site won't say so. Anyway, I said I'd get it done today and I did, dammit. This one's fucking huge. It's 15,158 words, making it the biggest story by al...
"You know what's funny? They didn't even need to change his name. Tray Johnson sounds about as country as they come." "Yeah, did you know Conway Twitty's real name was Harold Lloyd Jenkins?" "Are you kiddin' me?" "Nope. He done used the name of two cities—Conway, Arkansas, and Twitty, Texas and bam! Just like that, he became Conway Twitty." "I'll be damn...
Author's note: A submissive is made; not born. She begins as raw metal that is made malleable through forging heat of her sexual experiences; hammered into the desired shape by her dominant men; and then tempered to the desired degree of willing compliance. In this is the first installment of a five-part series, Lei, a naïve Japanese-American high school sen...