This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it's best if you read the earlier parts before this one. * Part 07 There was a little pause during which I had no idea what was happening (everyone was behind us) but then I heard Mr. Palmer say, "Girls, please turn over, lay along the table, put your hands behind your heads a...
Party planner Margo sits on the job. Heath's date with his High School Spanish teacher gets out of hand, especially when the cops get called. ***** 11:00 AM, Saturday Lunch rush at Hilltop Restaurant, Wildwood Pennsylvania. Hectic! "Oh my God! I'm pulling my extensions out." Kwikki N'Dolla found herself overwhelmed by so many tables to take care of. Her...
I have a whole series of these stories written. They work pretty well as stand alone stories, all revolving around Tucker Sims and his porn studio, but some things will make more sense if you read them in the order they were posted. I hope you enjoy them. As usual, the people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** Triple Play Tu...
The armored-transport vehicle rocked slightly as it struck an abandoned car on the edge of a massive ghetto called The Labyrinth; a dense, vertical wasteland of hollowed out factories, gang controlled apartment buildings, and miles of derelict subway lines. The armored-transport vehicle, more affectionately called a 'Turtle' by the UNABU soldiers inside, was...
There is nothing but sand for miles around. Scattered about the sand dunes are lone cacti, some so tall they look like hands reaching for the heavens. With a quick whack of his machete he takes a limb of a cactus off, picking it up carefully and draining what little precious water it has in it, into his rawhide water sack. He pulls out all the thorns and beg...
This story is a fantasy. This story is not based on real events or people. But boy, I'd like it if it was... Author's note: I took my time getting to this point – but from the start I intended this as a story of seduction. ***** The following week goes quickly. Denise and I decide on the toys to bring, then pack them and our clothes. Denise, Lisa and I t...
This section of Sweet Ass is dedicated to my friend, Indy Submale, who helped me with comments and suggestions on Randy's cuckold angst and bisexual tendencies. ***** Chapter 13 I was still awake at 2 a.m. according to the bedside clock radio. Carol was asleep next to me with her hands tucked under her cheek, palms together. She looked young and angelic w...
Confusion and tension mounts. The next day we got a call; they'd taken Aaron to the emergency room. My one shot had cracked open his skull. He not only needed stitches, but they'd taken him to Salisbury where they'd performed emergency surgery and had to insert a plate in his skull. They told me the police had tried like crazy but they couldn't find anybody...
Thank you to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. DG Hear * I heard that to get people interested in your story you have to do it in the first paragraph. I don't know much about writing so I guess I should do it. So, I will start out by saying I had sex with my brother's fiancée. More on this later. My name is Dan Welling. I'...