Author's Notes: In Part 4 Ben gets a little help from his friends... and more than a little loving. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 15 Ben sat in his living room with tears slowly rolling down his cheeks. Hannah sat on the ottoman in front of him. When she'd arrived first thing in...
"Oh, hey, Leyton! I was hoping you'd call. How's everything going up there, cuz?" "Good. We're getting close to making our quota for the entire season a couple of days early. Best season ever," he told his younger cousin. "I knew you'd do a great job. You should have had your own boat a long time ago." "That's very kind of you, Meghan, but I wasn't ready...
As always, a huge shout out to my editing team, PapaKilo14, Hal, Pixel the Cat (love my big brother), GeorgeAnderson and Olddave1951. Thanks, guys, I love you all. You all know what a mess I am and you make my stories shine. Special thanks go to my friend, GeorgeAnderson, on this story. You helped me when I was stuck and your huge contribution made this stor...
Author's Note: The following story and the characters within it are purely products of my imagination. They are meant to be enjoyed only as a fantasy. Any similarity to real people or events is unintentional. This story is about characters who are over eighteen years of age. Reproduction of this story in any form without express written permission from the...
As this is a Valentine's Day contest entry, positive votes and comments are appreciated. This story is the result of a reader asking me to write in a specific category with just the barebones for character descriptions and a plot. I was given carte blanche with the rest and put my own twist on it. Thank you for helping me push my boundaries. Enjoy the burn...
Not many people can say that Emma Watson was among their first memories. I can't totally say it either, since I was already nine when I first met her. But that was among the first memories of my real life, nonetheless. Before then, me and my parents lived anonymously in America, while my father worked on movie crews. Yet when he got himself on the crew of...
The chronological order of my stories is now 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 used only for the literary purposes...
"Apple" It was early morning when I rose from my bed. I felt sore around my thighs. Why is that you ask? Well, John and I had a bit of texting a lot. And they were very sexy. His words got me all worked up. Ended up changing my bed sheets in the middle of the night. There was one thing we discussed about before heading for bed. He told me he had to stay in...
There is no sex in this story. *** It was masochistic, but I couldn't help myself. Thirty minutes on a concept C2 rowing machine, followed by thirty minutes on a damn treadmill. Every day for the past nine months. The only thing that ever changed was the music. I didn't have a smartphone, but I did have an old MP3 player loaded with anything I could find t...
Rachel Dobson was a couple of inches taller than the average size for a woman, with fair hair, blue eyes, pert nose and a mouth that she always felt to be a little too wide. Her figure wasn't bad; slim hips, trim waist and nicely rounded breasts, neither too big nor too small. She was twenty-eight and sometimes felt that life was passing her by while she was...