Comments are ALWAYS welcomed! * Kimberly Hoffman's stomach turned over and over in her advanced economics class as she listened to her professor rattle on about the debt ceiling, fiscal responsibility, and Reaganomics. Kimberly was a smart girl and knew that it was important to take in all of these theories and history, as these were important things to k...
This is a true story. All of the events are written down here to the best of my knowledge and recollection. My name is Will and I work on the Butcher's counter at Sainsbury's. I'm about 5'11, have got a brown crew cut and green eyes. My build was more skinny than athletic, but I'd still call myself athletic, you know how it is. These events took place in the...
Dear friends my name is Saheb Sahebji. I am young, tall and slim. By profession I am a commercial artist. In my last story 'Kala, the single mother' you read that Nisha, my little one got married. Her last words to me were, 'Big one, go after Cassie (her best friend) she loves to fuck. (To find out more about Nisha read 'Nisha, the little one' and 'Kala, the...
Note: All characters engaging in sexual activities are 18 years or older. This is part 3 of 3. ******* I make my way past the ushers, immune to the daggers in their eyes, out the lobby, and into the street. Sam is gone, vanished into city and the night. I fish out my phone, scroll down to her entry "Sam "Do you have something I can change into?" she...
1975 Chaya Calcutta * * * * * This is partially based on a true incident, a key and eventual part of my sexual discovery, episodes and explorations in life. Only names and locations have been changed to protect the anonymity of everyone concerned. Some poetic license has been indulged in. Readers will appreciate that there is a story here, with erotic des...
(Written for a contest in which we were given the first and last lines (which were quotes from movies) randomly and had to fill in-between them. God, I hope this thing makes sense!) Chapter 1. My life, so far... Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, why'd she have to walk into mine? I was working part-time as a bartender in the fair...
A.N. Okay everyone, we begin Act 2 of The Lost Boy! I hope you all enjoy, and I hope you like the direction we're going. More to come! Also, if you guys are familiar with my work especially with The Lost Boy, you'll probably notice that I throw in little references to some of my favorite artists works. There's a character in here who was inspired by one...
As I was leaving for work my wife of twenty years nervously informed me that she had something she wanted to talk to me about when I got home from work. "Do you want to talk now honey, I can be a few minutes late to work." "No, it needs to wait until this evening when we have plenty of time." I left wondering what the hell that was all about. I wonder if...
There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in his story. As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * Why I write my stories, by Susan Jill Parker. Suffice to say, I'm different than you. No surprise there, just as you're different than me, I'm different than you. We're not nearly the same person. I'm not writing that I'm special or better t...
The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by United Artists Television, Gladysya Productions and the Columbia Broadcasting System (CBS). The story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody. No copyright infringement is intended and...