Grayson Sontang walked into the grimy spacer bar and looked around. It was crowded. It was always crowded since it was one of the few spacer bars in the only space port on the third planet of a very unremarkable star named Harmony - some allusion to the mythical music of the spheres. She waved to the bartending owner then pushed her way through the mass of b...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. There is something worse than waking up and not knowing where you are: you could wake up and not know who you are. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going...
Chapter 5: I hope that you're the one June 24th 1968 The feeling in my heart could only be described as hatred. For so long I had wondered who she was, what she'd look like how she'd lived with herself. And now looking at her all I could think was how do you shop for cat eye glasses and silk scarves when you abandoned your child? How do you get up every mo...
Loosely based on "The Memoirs of Fanny Hill by John Cleland" 1. Autumn Hertfordshire, North of London, 1833. The stagecoach rattled noisily over rough bridleways and through shady country lanes, cutting through the early morning mist. Jenny could hear the horse's leather harnesses jingling and their hooves thudding noisily against dry, compacted earth bak...
All of the characters in this work of fiction are above the age of 18. This chapter contains violence, including forced male-on-male sex. It also contains masturbation, lesbian sex, interracial sex, group sex and married couple sex; in no particular order. In the previous chapters, a young nurse named Marie Stevens Melar was gang raped on her wedding night...
Andrea woke up with the sun light shining right through her window shade and directly into her eyes. It felt like she was being stabbed in the eyes with rusty ice picks. She groaned quietly to herself so not to wake Tony and rolled out of bed. Nausea hit almost immediately, and Andrea worried that she wouldn't make it to the bathroom in time. Just as she rea...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Miami, Florida The sound of stomping filled the room as high heels beat into a solid rhythm. The club was dark in the afternoon hours while janitors swept the floors. Vida Guerra had returned from her time out m...
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...
Some of you said this needed an ending. Here it is. Enjoy. ***************** "Where's my truck?" "It's in the garage. I pulled it in so no one would steal your tools." She clicked the remote and the garage door opened. I got out and pulled my keys out of my pocket. She started for the front door. "Come in, baby. I'll make some coffee and we can talk."...
As I sat on the couch in the long shadows of afternoon I could hear the giggling and laughter. Then the moans and sounds of intercourse. I sat staring out the patio doors into the back yard, I wasn't going to burst in, when they were done I would inform her we were through and it was time for her to be gone. Walking down the hall toward the front door I he...