Morganstown was your average all-American town, in your average part of the Midwest. It was a place where neighbours waved to each other in the street, even if they hated each other; a place where white picket fences ran around yards, and front doors remained unlocked. Sure, there was probably a disgruntled old hick with a sawn off ready as rain to blast you...
Rare one from me with no sex but was fun to write... Clara woke from a pretty satisfying nap with her alarm buzzing away on her nightstand. It was Saturday, Halloween and the day was to be filled with making her legendary cakes and candies followed by a party at her friend's house. She turned on the radio as she got in the shower, the DJ's were excitedly pr...
Brooke Woodhead had been working making extra money as a baby sitter every since she'd been in the seventh grade. Smart and responsible, the families she worked for trusted her. Now a senior in high school, she was still working her job. Driving her Dad's SUV she pulled into the driveway of the Townsend's. The Townsend's had an on again off again marriage,...
Glen held his throbbing shaft in his hand, stroked it a few times and guided it into Meher's tunnel. There was just the slightest resistance at her verge when he entered, but the whole passage opened up like a fresh envelope opens up, on blowing into it. Glen and Meher were living out a challenge at the Mansion 'Eternal peace'. She was tight at 22. She clu...
Twenty-five bucks a day. That's what I was making at the Fall Fun Fest out at the county fairgrounds, for a bunch of demeaning labor like herding little kids through a maze of hay bales, and selling pumpkins to their parents. But it was easy work and we got paid in cash. (I was trying to save $500 to get the alternator fixed on my POS car, and my parents we...
This is a rather long story so I have decided to break it up into several chapters. This story ties into my earlier work "The Three Rites of Eugenie Hastings" which will provide backstory for a few characters and events but is not essential to follow the plot. I hope you enjoy it, please vote and comment, as I appreciate any feedback I can get. *** As long...
Edited by Dark Star. Thanks! Note: This story, like most the Breaking Clichés stories, is slightly edgier than my other stories. If you absolutely need your erotic stories to be pure vanilla, then I recommend that you read some of my other stories. ************** Since that fateful first day with Scarlett, where she rocked my body and my entire world as w...
"Are you ready?" He asked. He was Mr. White and he had been running, coordinating, stewarding and sweating over the Haunted House for every year since it began. He stood in front of the bleachers looking at the fifty or so people sitting in the first three rows. All were students at the college who had volunteered to help with the Halloween Haunted House fun...
Admittedly, I grew up in a different era. Despite the turbulent sixties, the nineteen-seventies still held some of the family values espoused by television of the era such as Little House on the Prairie or the Waltons. This was especially true for me since I grew up in a small Southern town. We lived in the same two-bedroom house that my great-grandparents h...
"This is weird," Ember's voice echoed in the stairway as Viktoria climbed to Selene's tower room. "It's like being in three places at once, and two of them are the same." Viktoria tapped on the open door frame as she entered the room. "Hello, Viktoria." Selene greeted her. "Join us. Ember, bring her into your Draga space, so I can bring her into mine." Em...