This is a follow-up to a story I wrote over a year ago, although this story took place only a few days after the last story happened. It is suggested you read that story first but if you read only this one, it should be okay, too. Enjoy! ************* Was it true? Did it really happen? Everyone always wants to know, don't they? It makes it hotter, do...
Counseling; Chapter 4, an erotic tale by AchtungNight. Celebs: Erika Christensen, Marisol Nichols. Codes: FF, toys, romance, violence. Standard disclaimer- This story is a satirical fantasy. It is fictional, even though its plot and characters are based on real events and people. All characters based on real people are fictionalized. All celebrities in...
The sound of Super Mario blaring in his ear rustled Derek from his deep slumber. With a loud groan he rolled onto his side, his blue eyes glaring at the clock. Ten o'clock was way too early for anyone to be awake. Somewhere in the crevices of his mind, his brain registered the ringing of his cell phone. Not even bothering to look to see who it was he ope...
"God I hate taking these damn boxes apart," Kelli said as she looked at the pile stacked neatly against the wall in front of her. "Yeah, but they don't unfold themselves," John replied as he picked up the top one on the pile. "There must be at least a thousand of them here." "About 350 really. We should be able to do it in a couple of hours. After all, it...
Briel -- The Repercussion White flakes silently floated wistfully down from the bright night sky until it was melted into oblivion by a heated red light. Warning red circled with piercing white flashing the surrounding houses. The quiet neighborhood was happy and cheerful as Santas perched on snowcapped roofs, evergreen garlands draped over houses topped...
"Now this is a check for the 'paper," she said, bending it and ripping it from the pad. She held it between fingers, though, and rummaged in her purse rather than handing it to him, so he waited. "And this," she went on, "this is another twenty for you, for doing such a good job. All right?" Both the twenty and the check passed to his hand. "Wow, thanks."...
"2nd Photo" is the middle segment of a three-part story, and each part is intended to be self-contained. But the interested reader may want to refer to "1st Photo" in which, of course, the main players and plot situations are introduced. One reader had a wonderful idea about the direction this work ought to take, but inasmuch as I had the second part in roug...
Gritting my teeth in irritation, the blank Word document in front of me stared back. The blinking cursor almost seemed to mock me, the lone presence amongst the sea of white that was my unfinished history report. Glancing at the clock on my desk, 8:15pm blinked into existence. There were only hours to finish this stupid paper that was 25% of my final grade....
Over the months Helen and I became quite close. Normally on Fridays we would go out together and have some fun. At the end of the night she would usually come home with me and we would spend the night together. She would stay the weekend and spend some time with Tracy and Mark before she went home late Sunday night. There were times when the four of us and...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 y...