My first impression of the place was that it appeared unlived in. Everything was so perfectly placed, so unsullied by life. Chairs had no apparent depressions from past occupants; coffee table books seemed deliberately angled on pristine tabletops; dried flowers were dashes of contrived colour in contrived places — it was as if the living room had been dec...
I sit alone in the dark, watching the strange ones walk by and stare at me. I sit in my car, the only thing on is the radio which is blasting the lyrics to Adema's "Giving In." The lights are off in the car, and the streetlights around me are all dead. The only light given to me is by the bright, beautiful full moon. The strange ones look at me as they walk...
(Moderator's Note: This story is a submission to the first Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on June 22nd, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each of the stories in this challenge are centered around the common theme of the main character being an author who the...
Please note that this and my following works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the second of the "slave william" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. ***** The Deep End Chapter 1 Where the hell is she? I th...
Chapter One Maria Williams checked the time on her iPhone... three o'clock... time for her weekly call to Angela. She and Angela are best friends, and have known each other since attending kindergarten together at Mariposa Elementary School. Their relationship could be described more like sisters, than best friends. They confide in each other about everythi...
The following tale is a little different from most of our previous works. Plus, there's more sex than usual. Everyone portrayed is over eighteen. This is fiction; as always, all characters and events, etc. are figments of our imagination and have no connection to any living or dead persons, or true events. In other words, we repeat - this is all fiction. *...
"What a sweet girl." That's how almost anyone in my home town would have responded had you mentioned my name. Looking back I suppose I was the embodiment of the innocent, fresh-faced and naïve teen-aged girl. In some strange way I guess I knew that and embraced the role with a flourish, always smiling, always sweet, always sickeningly cute to be honest. I...
Author's Note - Please read from Chapter 1 to make sense of this. This is not a quick stroke story. There will be sexy-times, but they will only happen as the story's pace dictates, and that won't start quick. All characters participating in sexual activities are 18 or older. Chapter 47 A small mob of people -- Ray, Tauriz, Ousha, Annya, Amber, Monica, T...
The dark gloomy sky flashed with intermittent lightning strikes over the Koopa Kingdom. The crowd of koopas watched as the great dark shape of the airship drifted over them, heading for the enormous imposing castle. They cheered for their fearsome ruler and chanted his name. "Bowser...Bowser...Bowser." The huge wooden ship, propelled in the air by numerous...
CHAPTER 1 Widower Pete Kurtz turned the camper van into the driveway of the substantial home of Dr Neville and Mrs Cathy Stevens on Morningside Drive, Granite Bay in California, just west of Folsom Lake. Sharon (20) screamed, "He's here!" She raced out to greet her elder sister's lover. Pete switched off the engine and took in the appearance of the appro...