Once again thanks to Millie for her infinite patience and expert editing His Story. As I donned my dressing gown I glanced, almost drunkenly, at the alarm clock; the flashing green light showed 01.53. The storm still raged outside, rain pelted the window as the bell sounded again more persistently this time. I was still only half awake as I reached the doo...
A Bit of Worry, a Lot of Pain, and a Pack of Cigarettes Oh jesuschrist. Piss a shit-fit. Godchristandmotherfucker; I'm shaking, trembling, trying to hold my limbs tight to my body so I go unnoticed and I'm not mistaken to be in the throes of an epileptic seizure or a victim of a Tourette's fit here by these life-saving servants of the medical environment. I...
----A story from my wife to me. She is a very kinky and erotic person. She is writing this story without names of actors so you can put yourself into the role of the person.. or I can in her case... These are things we have talked about and want to experience.. some we have already... Give me feedback and let me know what you think.------ * She was hoping...
Day 2 Dustin's bellowing voice vibrated every surface in the apartment jarring me awake, the bright morning sun flashed into my eyes. "What the hell?" I groaned thinking a bomb went off. "WWOOOOOO," Dustin yelled again proudly from the balcony. "HEEEELLLLLLOOOOOO HAWAII." The sheer volume of his voice overwhelmed my hang over. I fell out of bed as I t...
I'd like to tell you folks that I'm the president of a large corporation, but I can't do it without lying to you. I won't do that, because I was raised to always tell the truth. I'm just a gardener from Idaho, it doesn't take a lot of brains, but it's good hard honest work. I don't mind the work so much, but it doesn't pay worth a shit. I've got a job interv...
Hello there *waving* , Thank you for taking a look at my story. Just to warn you, this story is not full-packed with rough fucking, but is an a-typical romance one. :o) If you should find yourself with my story now, pull up a comfy chair, pour yourself a cup of tea or cocoa and relax…. Any suggestions welcome. * * * * * Storming through the big, heavy...
I Derwent Dashwood, 23th Baron le Despencer by line, retired Adjutant General, ranking member of Brooks Gentleman's Club and undisputed High Priest of the latest reincarnation of the Hellfire Club raise my arms and am unquestioningly awarded silence. Surveying the half-moon gathering of now naked acolytes it is difficult to remember that but a few minutes ag...
It is with a sense of disbelief that I take my clothes off. It's like I'm watching someone else do it through my own eyes. I don't want to, not any more, but I'm here and he's left me alone in the room and I don't see what else I can do. I'm taking it a step at a time. Yes, I can put on the clothes I've brought with me in the rucksack. I've come a long...
(Disclaimer: This work is a fanfiction of the story RWBY. I do not own RWBY. RWBY is the property of Roosterteeth. I make no money off of this story and do not intend to. Also, I have bumped up the ages of all students to university age to not piss off the law. Just think of the Huntsman academies as Universities full of people fresh out of High school. So,...
We had known each other for a long time. There had always been a certain tension, and lack of tension in everything about our friendship. She was always off limits. I couldn't cross that line with her. But inside I spent the years of our friendship salivating, waiting for the time when we no longer had to remain spirit siblings in helping each other through...