Katie Jones arrived at the studio at the appointed time. To say she was nervous was an understatement. It was her husband's idea that she went through with the photo shoot, despite her best efforts to convince him that they should wait. They would find the money from somewhere. Just give her time to get a job, she told him. There was that interview for the h...
I've leveraged the Hemingway canon for a few of my stories. And A Farewell to Arms is the only one left now. That is the definitive war novel; as iconic as The Red Badge of Courage. I was hesitant to try to cover it because we don't fight wars like that anymore. But my pal Richard Gerald talked me into at least looking at it. And in the end I saw that the...
A tale of Southern charm, lust, love, sorrow, and a little bit of magic. Chapter One: The Scent of Magnolias It happens every Spring, or when I close my eyes and feather dust the pale yellow dry perfume oil lightly all over my body. The magnolias, sweet magnolias, are blooming…and I can scarce draw a breath with the thoughts the sweet odor evokes in...
This is the last part. Yes it's a novel. I hope you're hanging in there. ***** Chapitre Quinze. Jack's story continues. My mind transitions back to the present, where we first started our journey. So here I sit in my living room deep in thought and reliving the past. I pick up and examine 'that' erotic horrific picture once more; the one of us three sta...
**Wednesday Morning** I was a little disoriented waking up in the guest bedroom by myself but quickly remembered last night. My dick was hard; a combination of needing to take a leak and the memory of the blow job my three roommates gave me before I tucked them into my bed for the night. I stumbled into the bathroom Kate and Gina shared, flipped up the toil...
Dear reader: It is with great pleasure I complete this writing. It's been a learning experience and your comments are well appreciated. I've already started thinking of my next story and hope to begin writing soon. Warm regards, SHPTCHR. ***** Chapter 17: Christmas at the Ranch When Sam and Dan returned to Texas from California, they are now much closer....
I awoke in my usual position, nestled firmly in the backside of my blonde lover and business partner, Britt. Her long blonde hair tickled my nose and I brushed it away before reclaiming her right breast. I nibbled at her neck while teasing her butt crack with my morning wood. She mumbled something undecipherable and put her hand over mine and we both gave he...
My wife sits on the staff of the Chairman of the Board. -- Rajesh Author's note: This is a story of a cheating wife, of adultery, of cuckoldry and small penis humiliation. If that is not your thing, skip this story. And remember while adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Pl...
"You should celebrate. We should celebrate," her best friend, Bonnie, said, all cheery and upbeat. "Celebrate? You've got to be joking." "Hey. Getting divorced isn't the end of the world. It's...it's a new beginning. It's a different door opening when the old one closed. It's..." "Bonnie? Can you please give it a rest?" "Sorry. I'm just trying to cheer y...
The following story is a fantasy focusing strongly on themes of inadequacy, humiliation, and cuckoldry. All the characters that appear in this story are 18 or older. ##### Johnny Clay: the unlucky hero of this story. Average American boy in every way. Erica Flowers: Johnny's girlfriend. Short red hair, nice tits, and a BIG ass. Popular girl, cheerleader,...