The plan was simple. Hop the fence in the southwest corner of the property, move through the trees to the tall bushes along the side of the house, pick the lock on the side door just off the laundry room, and disable the alarm. Advance to the second door passed the kitchen, the safe is located in the wall behind a framed, signed, personal letter from John F....
My depression started at roughly the same time that my loving wife, who shall be henceforth known as the bitch, transferred her affection to another man. The fact that it wasn't from me to another man but from the previous other man to the new other man that was the final straw. She said that it all started was because I couldn't get it up anymore, this coul...
Thanks to Rehnquist for his feedback on the first and second drafts of this story and his reminder that "there's no such thing as good writing, just good editing!" * * * Nicole sat alone in a small conference room, several floors up in an edge-of-downtown office building. Spread out on the table in front of her were the divorce papers her husband, Tom, was...
And then, right on cue, Maggie appeared at the top of the stairs. She gave me a big smile of welcome and slipped into my arms for a hug and a kiss. She tasted, I couldn't help but notice, of semen, but then she could probably taste Claire's juices all over my face. 'Are you okay?' I asked cautiously, as we eased apart to look at each other. 'Fine. How abou...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Happy birthday! "Where are you taking me?" The...
The sea was ominous after dark. The moon a foreboding orange this night. The wind calm. Only the flipping of sails and the lapping of tender waves could be heard. That and lots of loud snoring. Especially from the nasal congestion of a certain Leprechaun named Lowball. Only Jack Ramse sat awake looking up at the stars. That is until the snoring woke up a res...
I opened a story the other day and what I read in the header and the first paragraph or so, was enough for me to close the story down again. I'm not one for what are euphemistically termed cuckold stories about guys who let their wives run around on them. However I thought to myself, does the first couple of paragraphs always have to tell the reader where t...
After work Monday I went home, took a short nap, a shower, I shaved, and just generally tidied myself up. I stood there in front of the bathroom mirror and looked down at my limp penis and thought about Jeannie. I gave up. I sat down on the toilet seat and I cried. I could really go for Jeannie, yeah I could really go for that girl, but I knew... I drove ov...
Chapter 19 Detectives Jansen and Braxton were close on Moe’s heels, screeching their black and blue buggy to a halt minutes after Moe had swept through Mona’s ransacked house. While the Cincy boys sifted inside through broken furniture, at the height of darkness, Moe, with only a distant street lamp for illumination, fumbled through the yard looking for a p...
Chapter 1 Our story takes place in a small city in Nova Scotia, Canada. Josh, which is me, grew up was a regular guy I was 6' 150lb not a jock but not in bad shape either. I had brown hair blue eyes and from what I seen in the shows was average size maybe a bit bigger about 7 inches. Somehow I was not lucky when it came to girls I was looking for just the r...