The ocean waves lapped lazily in the evening breeze, endlessly forming shallow ridges of sand only to wash them away again, mere moments after their creation. Adam sat in the sand, a white shirt loosely draped over his shoulder. His pair of short khaki trousers were fast becoming rather uncomfortable due to the amount of sand accumulated within. Adam had bee...
Trying to keep the band together had been a right pain. With constant changes of personnel it was proving an impossible task. We'd just get the band fully rehearsed, when the singer would leave, or the drummer, or the keyboard player, and then we would have to start from scratch all over again. I was at the point of giving it all up when I was approached by...
The following is based on actual events that took place not long after King Richard I (Daley) died suddenly in December of 1976 without leaving a successor. With the iron fist of the Boss gone rival factions in the City Counsel battled for control of Chicago. This was an era when a wise bar owner cultivated a relationship with his alderman as well as the d...
Archimedes brushed his bearded chin as he stared down at the crown shining under the light of an oil lamp. Strands of dark curly hair with streaks of white fell across his sweaty knitted brows. Finally he drew an inward sigh, stared into space and scratched his head. His face was confounded. The golden crown belonged to Hieron, king of Syracuse, a Greek co...
Terry Smith had been friends with Sandy Garner since they were six years old. They were similar in every way, enjoyed the same sports and hobbies and told each other nearly everything. The one thing Terry held back was the biggest secret of all, one that Sarah could never know. When she turned 18, she started a relationship with a man. An older man. Sandy's...
"You okay there?" Rich Borchers asked. "Yeah," Donald Wenk replied. He lifted his head back into the passenger seat. He'd left a small puddle of sick on the driveway. His stomach still felt greasy. "Nerves?" Rich asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Yeah," Donald replied. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. "Are you really sure this is a good...
Preface to Part Twenty = = = = = = = = = = I know it's been far too long. I beg family issues, work, focusing on issues away from writing, and especially having real world fun. I'm not apologizing, but I am sorry. But thanks to the nagging (all nicely) of some of you, I finally just sat down with some Mountain Dew (programmers fluid, but works for writers...
Summary: Mom catches son in the act and can't resist his big cock. Note 1: This is a 2016 Halloween Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to TexBeethoven, Dave, Robert, and Wayne for editing. Wishing for my son Landon to get off his ass and away from PlayStation, I had spoken with my employer Nicole, the town librarian, and gotten him a job. He s...
It was pretty easy, actually. once I got the proof. I suspected my second wife of something...something I couldn't put my finger on. You know the feeling when something isn't right but you can't say for a fact what it might be. I've always felt it was some subconscious part of your brain that picks up and analyses stray facts until it finds a pattern, and t...
Author's note: Thank you for reading, I've been pleased with the reception I've been getting so far. Just remember, feedback is always appreciated, and the only real way I have of knowing what people are enjoying about the story and would like to see more of. Votes are also lovely, and I hope you enjoy this and many chapters to come. Karl Lykos lived a soli...