I write for my own pleasure, and the subjects of the stories I write arouse me. They don't hit the button of arousal for every reader, but if this flips your switch, thereby elongating or moisturizing the target anatomy, I would love to hear from you. What's good and what's bad? Thanks. * * * * * My Mom always said there was a purpose for everything and th...
This is a fantasy on so many levels. Next time you are out shopping, think about your local adoptive animal shelter or Humane Society. Pick up an extra ten pack of paper towels and drop 'em off. Say hi to the animals; volunteer. Consider adopting. The Doberman Pinscher is an elegant, muscular and very powerful dog with a well proportioned chest, a short bac...
***The final act in this short play. 0_o ================================================= “Does he sleep through the night?” he asked her, whispering after they’d put the infant to bed in his own crib as they watched him drop off and she shrugged, “He’s getting there,” she said, “He manages to more often than not now.” It had come to his mind a few times...
It's not often that I write in the third person; but here goes for a short tale that's been kicking around for a while now. A version of it has been available elsewhere for sometime. However, it would appear that I am no longer satisfied of writing very short stories and having read this through again; maybe I want to know more about these characters myself....
As if your vote is my applause, please vote for my story. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. * Sex with her husband, John, was the worst sex that Kathy ever had. Continued from Chapter 04: After working full-time jobs while raising three children, as if severed with a knife, the excitement of their hectic schedules abru...
*If you're looking for a quick read, you might want to try another contest offering. This is one of those stories where, because you're not sure where it's going when you sit down to write, it meanders before coming back to a satisfying conclusion. In the newspaper business, some us would call it an epic as it features a lot of words. Hell, in a newspaper,...
"Tis all fiction, not a word is true! If you believe that god knows all things, then it follows that what is to be will be, the future is predetermined, unchangeable, and therefore there is no free will. If you agree with that, then at the moment of creation it must have been written in god's cosmic plan that my wife would divorce me and in so doing she c...
So there I was sitting in the hotel bar sipping a nice single malt scotch while trying to shed the weariness which borders on numbness that comes from sitting for several hours answering wave after wave of the same questions and listening to the same well intended displays of affection from adoring fans. They were full of adoration because of their proximity...
NOTE: All of the names in this story have been changed to protect everyone who participated. If you were there and read this story, you will certainly recognize yourself, even under a pseudonym. If you were not there, I hope you wish you were! I partially described part of what follows in "Hiding the Cum," but this is the complete story. Back in the dark ag...
Have you ever had a Hyena Shag? It’s when you go out and get so drunk that you don’t pay any attention to the appearance of the person you go home with. When you wake up the next day with your arm trapped under them and see them for the first time in daylight through sober (if hung over) eyes you realise how truly ugly and grotesque they are and you’re will...