"SHIT!!" screamed Jordan, kicking a bottle of Southern Comfort over in his frustration. "Number CUNTING two? After we practically killed ourselves for about two months promoting it?" He took another swig of the new bottle he had just started in his hand before continuing. As he fumed, he flung open the tape deck of the hotel room stereo and grabbed the n...
Meagan was exhausted, and shocked, by what just happened. She lay in her husband Todd's lap and stared at her saliva smeared all over the computer screen, all over the picture of the big cock of BWC. She couldn't believe that she had acted that way and was a little ashamed. She had never gotten that far into a fantasy before. Except for the time with the big...
*This is a fictional story* * * * * * ** Part 1 ** The heat of the mid-summer day baked my body as I laid out at my pool. Normally I would have been laying out nude, but I was expecting a very special delivery; I had ordered a custom-made bed, and it was due to be delivered today. Dreamily I thought of James, his wife Ellen and her sister Marie. If all we...
Authors note: For any readers who are familiar with the site I am writing about, you'll notice that I have taken the liberty of making the chat session easier. I removed the annoying delay in the reply. As in real life, that peculiarity of the chat session hinders the flow of the chat. In this story, it makes it more difficult to write and certainly disrupts...
I should have seen it coming, I knew things weren't right between us but after seven years of marriage I guess I didn't even realize the rut we had slipped into. It all started innocently enough with us trying to help out my sister-in-law. My brother had passed away unexpectedly about two years before and we had naturally stepped in to offer our assistance....
Gordie was an insurance broker. Well, he worked in an insurance firm, anyway. His job was basically to answer phones and take customer details. He was also a qualified assessor, and he got a decent salary. Good enough to pay for a decent sized apartment for his wife and himself to live in. Sue, his wife, was a great catch. Five years his junior, she was sm...
"Mornin dude." I said to my buddy, Rich, as he came out of the spare bedroom. I was sitting on the couch in the living room playing Battlefield 4 on my Xbox. "Sup man" Rich replied as he went into the bathroom for his morning piss. Rich and I have been best friends since middle school so when he and his ex-wife split up it was only natural to let him cra...
Never were there two more incompatible people than my college freshman roommate and me. Surprising, given the college required everyone planning to stay in the dorms to complete a lengthy questionnaire so they could match you with someone who had common interests. Having selected your roommate, they sent you his profile in late summer. I was certainly exci...
This story is part of a series of separate stories that are related. They are not specifically chapters or parts of a larger story. Each story stands on its own. These stories are accounts of a single event as experienced by three different people. If you like any one of these stories, look for the other two. The stories are; Amanda's, Blake's and David's vi...
Author's note: All the characters in this juvenile story are over the age of eighteen. All the characters are entirely fiction and the product of a sick and twisted mind, including those who are not fictional. If you don't like the story, call someone who gives a damn. Staring out the window of his cheap, third floor office on 3rd Avenue, Harry Dick, medioc...