Homeless Stories

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Gift

by kaiserreich1918 on Jan 19, 2021
Cheating Spouses

An Unknown entity has entered the earth looking for someone who will inherit the power this unknown entity have. This entity circled the world to find not the worthy one but the capable one. This entity can neither be good or bad, does not seek peace nor looking for a place to destroy. A month after looking for candidates, he found several possible people to...

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The Homeless Obsession Pt. 01

by Deckard6969 on Mar 2, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

A trophy plaything for a wealthy Manhattan businessman takes an unexpected slip from life's pedestal when she finds herself underneath a homeless man -- but discovers it is just where she needs to be! Racquel Darrian had grown tired of being an objectified fashion model -- it was such an empty existence. Something had to change, but what? Her uber-rich boyf...

An Angel's Wish

by Tara_Neale on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

Keisha Jackson rearranged the few brightly wrapped presents in the trunk of her old SUV to make way for her daughter's wheelchair. How could something so small be so bulky and heavy? "How was choir practice tonight, my sweet angel?" she asked as she worked to get it in around the presents that she had picked from the charity while Breanne was at church. Ir...

Middle Ages Sex Adventures

by knulpul on Jun 17, 2018
Fantasy

Your name is Jenny. You are a homeless girl living on the street and the only way out of your situation is to travel to the Mystic Ponds far beyond the Troll Mountains for this place is said to give mystical powers to those who drink out of them. This could be your only way out of your misery. It is dusk and you walk through your hometown, a little village c...

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For him. Everything

by ObviousHUN on Mar 31, 2019
Fetish

Mihaly is a timid and frail 18 year old lad with a good heart with weak physique , who only has his sister(Jennifer 25) and mother (Lisa 45) to depend on. While decent looking everyone either ignores or bullies him. He became very depressed when last weak his sister (or mother or other relative) suffered an accident when a truck full of chems, crashed and wa...

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A Lawyer Becomes A Saint

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

My name is Charles Havers Jameson. A tall, good-looking black gentleman with a body that both sexes can't help but stare at. I'm the man who's going to dazzle you with the story of his life. I'm a senior partner at Darwin & Jameson, one of the top law firms in the Boston Area. I love my job. Practicing law is what I do. The firm got started ten years ago. I...

Bag Lady & the Retired Marine Ch. 05

by SusanJillParker on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Dave and Susan begin a beautiful friendship over breakfast. "Nice to meet you Susan Jill Parker. I'm Dave. Dave Ryan," he said offering her his big hand. Seeing her up close, as if seeing her for the first time, he saw her bloodied nose, her split lip, and the discolored, puffy mouse under her eye. His hero, she took as much of a beating as she gave. Those...

Runner Girl Ch. 12

by DonnaBeck on Mar 12, 2019
Romance

I would like to thank Gaius Petronius for editing. Any mistakes are mine. There are 13 chapters in the story and it is complete. Votes, comments, and emails are appreciated. Thank you for reading! DB ***** Amy looked around Anne's office, waiting for her therapist to return. Late afternoon in January, darkness was setting in, and the room was lit by only...

Do You Wish You Were Rich?

by SusanJillParker on Feb 7, 2018
Reviews & Essays

As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * There's no one here but us. Tell me. Do you wish you were rich? If you're not already rich, do you wonder why you're not rich? Why "them" and not "you"? Listed below are SusanJillParker's miscellaneous ramblings of things that are not right and/or not fair with the biggest issue being money. MONEY. M-O-N-E-Y....

Menage a Trois Ch. 02

by Bluepen451 on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

In the morning I was still horny, but Sandy was gone, having left early to return to the "Apocalypse on Wall Street," as we had taken to calling it. I wished that Sandy had hung around for breakfast, and maybe another quick romp in the sack or even a whole morning in the sack. That's how horny I was. But I didn't let it depress me. I was in a good mood. The...