This is a major re-write of my first story, "Susan, Bob, and Me." I had some helpful suggestions on improvements. I decided to start over. This version and subsequent chapters are the result. As background, much of this story is based on my actual experiences. Other parts are fiction but represent fantasies some of which might happen in the right circumsta...
Waking up the next morning I felt refreshed and a bit sore. My pussy had that feel good ache to it from the wonderful fucking I got from Sage, but over all my body felt good and I was energetic to see what Sage had in store for me. I quickly showered, did my hair and makeup, and got my shoes on. While I was in the shower I removed the plug, giving it a goo...
I've worked with two organizations over a span of 25 years; I was never much for jumping around to different jobs...I think I like the stability and continuity with long-term employment. That makes me sound like a relic but I do have a passion and pride for what I do. Unlike some fields, it was a labor-intensive industry with a constant influx of people, man...
This is a three part series that is sort of a slow build. I hope you like the characters and the story—the real sex doesn't kick in until Chapter 3. * Nothing interesting ever happens in Farston. I mean, obviously, some stuff happens, we had that big car accident a couple of years ago, and that storm last summer that caused a flood, but not much interestin...
No characters depicted in the story below are under the age of 18. The below story was a commission, the commissioner was generous enough to allow me to share it with you all :) ***** Rain pattered gently against the glass to Ethan's side and he found himself lost in the beauty of the patterns that the water made as it trickled down the thin pane. Each tin...
*Author's note- Hey guys, I apologize for the extreme infrequence of these chapters. I really do love the story and the characters, its just hard to get motivated to sit down and write sometimes. As weird as it may sound, I actually get more motivated to work if I think that you guys are really waiting for the next installment. So that leaves it up to you gu...
Some people seem to have such 'normal' lives, no big secrets, no dark desires. I often wish I were such a person. I consider my 'uniqueness' to have started in grade school, but maybe it happened long before that. I'll never know. Miss Collins was the kind of woman people talked about - an older single woman. A word often used was 'spinster'. She was also m...
Chapter One: Nevermoor Culane: I sat in the dusty library of Rory O'More's ruined castle, Nevermoor, with books strewn about the desks and several large candles burning. Soft summer air wafted through the large open windows of the tower. "Who are you?" she asked softly. I had been aware of her presence for some time, had heard her quiet footfall on the s...
"Stan? Honey. I need you to come down." Dustan Mactore sat still on the stone ledge on the roof of his thirteen story apartment building watching the traffic pass by below. Everything looked so small from so high up, and his flat green eyes surveyed the tiny cars without really seeing them. "Please, baby. You're scaring me. Please come down." He hadn't...
This is a tale from my younger days, when I was in the 6th form. I was 18 and studying my second year at Advanced or 'A' level. I was studying English, Chemistry and PE, so I kept in shape, both physically and mentally. For the courses we did, there were three teachers in every subject, but each particular subject was taught by a combination of two of these...