As a hard rock guitarist, I get the occasional request to be on someone else's recording. The requests are borne of someone's need for fast, edgy, guttural, raw, harsh playing, and I give them that. This was a little different. She wasn't a rocker, but what I had to offer was what she wanted. When I first learned that she had asked for me to record on a new...
Author's note Well, the asylum left the door unlocked again, so here I am trying to make a buck writing erotic literature. Oh wait... IT'S Free. On sale, buy one, get one FREE. I guess I'll have to keep on trucking. I write for fun. Try to keep your comments lighthearted. I'm in no danger of becoming Tolstoy or Hemingway, so DON'T SWEAT THE SMALL SHIT. My m...
We grew up together. She was the only daughter of the richest family in town. I lived down from their estate in a modest house with two sisters and my mom and dad. My dad worked at a farm implement factory. He had started to work there right out of High School and had been working there for the last twenty years or so. My mom was a school teacher. She had us...
Welcome to my new story. This is where we can read about our favorite and beautiful white actresses getting the dick that they deserve. These stories can be either in the actually show like Game of Thrones or Friends. Example Monica walk into the club with Rachel trying to find a good place to sit. When she see a large handsome black man waving them over. Or...
EDITOR: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANTS: Miriam Belle, John Cobb AUTHOR'S NOTE: -"This is, without a doubt, the weirdest story I have ever put to paper. I did my best with the Spanish parts of the dialogue, so please forgive me if I got it wrong ... Enjoy!" *** Richard lay in bed with his wife Fanny. It was another morning in their simple, every day...
La Puta I know it is him before I pick up the phone. "Bret," he says, "you cannot just take off like this, without me! You are part of my life!" "Paul," I say. "Just a few days. I need a few days to myself! I've told you, over and over!" "There's another!" he accuses. "There's always another-another train, another Star Wars, another fucking Brewers seas...
Juliana woke slowly. First she heard was the snore next to her. Her mind slowly emerged from the secure place she retreated to so she did not have to feel. She slowly recalled her current life, if you can even call it that. The violent man snoring next to her in the bed, Rodrigo, was one of Cali Cartel's enforcers, and he brought her to Bogota as a fuck toy...
I was boarding the bus, alone, for the first time. It was a misty, foggy day in June. I was a little nervous, I had to admit. Riding public transport alone was likely an irrational fear and I wanted to overcome it. That, and I wanted to check out the organic foods store. I had become more interested in healthy eating, as I was now an age where normally peopl...
Hello, and welcome to the eighteenth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comme...
This incident happened a few months ago and from then I have changed my opinion about middle aged women leading apparently satisfying lives having a happy family. I am Raja, 24 in age and live in Calcutta. I have a friend named Shyam who is from a rich family. We have been friends from college days and now both of us are in our respective jobs. While I got...