My first story. Inspired by a previous old story I read called The Rules. Let me know what you think! ***** John couldn't believe his luck. He was finally going to get a shot with Tara, his ex-girlfriend's incredibly hot best friend. He thought he struck out when he couldn't get a good night kiss after what he thought was a pretty nice first date, but she...
When I posted my latest story I saw that I had never posted this one before. They have similar themes but this one is much older. I was challenged to write it without contractions, but it didn't look right so they went back in (mostly!). **************** I had known of her for a long time, we lived in the same area as children, went to the same schools, ev...
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...
John Parker was an unremarkable boy. 5 foot 4, 116 pounds, long, straight blonde hair and a complexion that most girls would kill to have. A straight A student, John was never good at sports. When most guys chose to go to the gym during their free period, John preferred study hall. This fact meant that John was the only guy there. The rest of the class was e...
Summer, an incredible time of year. Exams were over, the school year was coming to an end and all that was on anyone's mind was parties, gossip and sex. I was no exception. I'd lost my virginity last year at my friends house party, while half the party listened from outside the door. This earned me quite a reputation, first as a slut ready to fuck half the s...
© 2017 Sorry, this is taking so long between chapters. The problem is not with the writing. I do about a chapter each week, but the proofreading is tedious. I hope you enjoy this chapter it was fun to write, and please don't confuse the morals of the characters with my own. Chapter 5 "Merry Christmas," Tony Greco said. "Merry Christmas," Susan DeVoe Sing...
I strode into the classroom and a silence fell over the class. The six formers were always much better behaved than the other years and the class sizes were much smaller as well which made it easier to keep control of the room. I should point out at this point that I teach at an extremely exclusive Catholic all girls school, a school where apparently the req...
Jill was one of those girls who had gained a reputation for being slutty without having really done anything to warrant it. Five feet nine, curvaceous figure, and short black hair (inspired by Uma Thurman in Pulp Fiction), she had never tried to hide her femininity, but never really flaunted it, the rumours were the product of jealous gossip by girls, and fo...
I'll never forget the day Emily breezed into town. That first day, with her long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, faded blue jeans and fitted black t-shirt. By looking at her, if you didn't know better, you probably would have thought she belonged here. But something about her…we all knew she didn't quite belong. To be fair, no one really took the ti...
Harvest time in our town was everything. The hay was ready and so was the silage corn. The cows were coming off the mountain and the town was ready for it winter nap. The end of the year was great and now it was party time, so to speak. Our town has what's called a corn fest and I got to meet or re-meet everyone in town. This is a small town event that basic...