Author's Note: So I wrote another one of these. May God have mercy on my soul. If you read the last one, you know what kind of story this is. If you didn't, then go read it (or start reading it, laugh, and go read something that's actually good). What I'm saying is, this story is the most absurd fantasy my twisted mind is capable of producing. If you want an...
All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. For permissions contact author through profile. I originally submitted this story in interracial love, but as it's progressing, it's becoming much more fantasy based. I highly recommend reading the pre...
Erotic Game Gone Wrong - The Consequences Background Come the weekend these two MBA's were worked out and wanted relief from the grind of their work and everyone's expectations of them. Work hard, save money, pay down mortgage, live conservatively, dress and act conservatively at work and with family, think about kids around the corner, enjoy a pizza and...
Author's Note: It's been a long time since chapter one was published (7 years!) and I'm sorry for anyone who was looking forward to more. For those that have read the original stories when they were first uploaded, it's worth noting that this is an all-new version of the second chapter. The second chapter I initially wrote didn't turn out how I wanted it t...
Part One: Young and Impetuous Krissi It happens to all of us—we see that person at the store who looks just like an old friend, teammate, or lost chance at love. As we get older, it seems less important to bother approaching them to ask if they are who we think. It's just easier to let go of the past. But we are impetuous in youth. We are sure of ourselv...
This story is part of an ongoing series. 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...
If you happen to enjoy my story, please don't scroll away without letting me know about it. If you don't enjoy it, criticize it freely without forgetting to pinpoint where I made mistakes and how you think they can be best resolved. Thank you in advance for your analysis! ***** This morning isn't cold in the slightest bit. My eyes slowly burst open and th...
Where this story ends doesn't sound like the end and maybe it isn't but for now it is. If you think I should go on, say so but if not then I'm pretty happy with the way it is. ***** It doesn't matter where or how I met Brenda. When I first saw her she was in her wheelchair where she had been confined since birth. She was born with muscular distrophy. Brend...
Act One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sally stood in her doorway, her big blue eyes framed in golden lashes, her cheeks a delicate pink, her lips all pouty and moist. "I'm going to have to cancel our date." She lifted her chin and her long, blond, perky, pony tail bounced ever so slightly. The faded gray t-shirt she wore did nothing to disguise the fullness of her brea...
Dear readers, this is a story about my experiences with Nisha, my little one. My name is Saheb Sahebji. I am young, 6 feet tall, slim with a strong well-built physique. I am a commercial artist by profession. When my story 'Ramu and Cassie' appeared on the web I received several e-mails asking me to tell them the circumstances in which Nisha (Cassie's best...