As I write short stories I often wonder what others think when they write. Do they take themselves to a far away distant land? Or do they think of home? I guess a person can do either or both as they write, all depending on where they want the story to go!! It was a damp fall morning, I had just gotten out of bed when I heard a faint knock at the door. Who...
I can't forget anything Winnie thought. Cheryl gets so impatient when I lose focus. Winnie's broad bottom still stung a bit from the night before when Cheryl had forced the sobbing Winnie to lie naked on her own king-sized bed wrists bound behind her back. Winnie had looked over her shoulder pleading as the other woman had tossed her blonde curls before ra...
Chapter One – The Interview Tessa Truman entered the elevator adjusting her tight black mini skirt and wondering if she should have worn such a ensemble on this, her first job interview in three years. She decided that being well under 30—24 to be exact— it was still allowable and now in fashion again to wear minis, always her favorite. Also, she felt the t...
This was it; a new start for nineteen year old Katy Owens. Hopefully a good start Katy thought as she rode in the checkered cab through the pleasant suburban neighborhood. As she stared through the window reminiscing about her past, Katy thought if things could really be any worse. After years of rebellious behavior, much worse than your average teenager; he...
The next morning Doll headed off to work while Brian was still asleep. It was his day off so he usually slept pretty late. When he awoke he got out of bed with a hard on that needed to be dealt with. He walked towards the door when his foot hit the bag Doll had brought home yesterday. When the bag tipped he saw the rubber pussy come rolling out if it. He p...
Chapter 5: Imaginary Country Charlie and Lucy had spent the last few days together. They would have meals together, play tennis out on the courts, and take nature walks. Of course, at nighttime they would retire to one of their rooms for a session of good, long sex. This had become a routine for them and they had already decided to extend both of their stay...
Alli was my best friend. I shared everything with her. When I told her about my night with the tattooed man, I knew she would want to meet him. It was her idea to go to the local nightclub in the hope of finding him, and she was right. In our usual hyperactive, extremely horny mood, we dressed for the night; short, tight dresses, no underwear, and set off t...
* An immediate and unexpected inspiration hit me when I read the announcement for the 2020 750 word project, a challenge to write a story in exactly 750 words (according to Libreoffice Writer, and the two separators are not counted). Unable to resist, I began writing at once with a song that fit the mood and actually had some room to spare. Splitting the tw...
In a world were Dragons are being killed by Knights when their Princess is kidnapped is you a Dragon, but you are different to all other Dragons all you want is to live in peace and occasionally steal a merchant trailer filled with gold. You are 10x bigger than any other dragon and you have no idea why, you are also smartest and yet you still have no idea wh...
Thanks for the comments on my first submission! This is the second part in the series - Helping My Girlfriend's Sister. ************************************************* I awoke the following morning after some of the best sleep I can remember. My girlfriend, Kate, was also starting to stir, her naked ass still pushed tightly against my hard morning cock....