The following story is a work of fiction and does not depict any actual persons or events. Any likeness to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. All parties engaging in sexual activity are of legal age of 18 and consenting adults. This is for entertainment purposes and is not an avocation for the activities contained herein. Please take a moment a...
Hello Again Friends, I want to say thank you to everyone who voted for Who I Am chapter 1. For everyone who left a comment, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU to each of you. I am so grateful that you took the time. Please don't stop!! Did I already say I was grateful? :) FYI Session: New Readers: Each chapter is a continuation of the previous. It is highly...
It was the last year of the Reagan administration when Claire Snyder, my dentist and cousin by marriage, first told me the awful news. Mathew Rudduck had been diagnosed with cancer. Mathew was only thirty-seven and he had three young children. Recently, he and Briana, his wife of ten years, had purchased a beautiful new home. Horrible timing...and why him of...
A thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for their editing of my story; they always make my stories a better read. * Chapter 1 How it all began: I'm divorcing my husband after many years of marriage. Please don't judge me till you have read my story. I will distort a few of the facts so that anyone who might know me won't be sure if it's me. I think I'll...
Looking back, all the signs were there. Rita never wanted sex anymore. That alone didn't alarm me, given our sex life had never been vigorous. Then she started paying more attention to her appearance after years of neglect. Throw in the prolonged absences without sound explanations. The whispered phone conversations which ended abruptly when I entered th...
Marti had awoken from her best night's sleep since, well ever, to find she was alone in her room. This was not an unusual occurrence as regardless of how late she stayed up Savannah would wake up before the crack of dawn, and would have prayed, showered, dressed and had breakfast long before any of her other fellow Hellcats. But Marti would have thought that...
I hoped that I, Roger Gathers, would never be put in the situation that I had found myself in. Terry had been my best friend most of my life; we were the stars of the Little League team that came in second in the state, and he was an All-Conference pitcher, and me his All-Conference catcher, in High School. We rented a limo and doubled-dated for the Senior P...
This isn't a story about a police interrogation team; the title refers to me, Brad Owen, at different times in my life. I guess most people are born "good guys." According to my parents I was a good guy until my teens. Then I became haughty, immodest, arrogant, whatever you want to call it because I achieved national success in the sport/art of fencing, and...
How do I begin? At the beginning, I suppose, but first some comments. This is not a bizarre story of unleashed sadistic sex. It cannot compare with some of the stories written and posted here (and elsewhere). This is very mild compared to those stories. But it happened. In my wildest dreams, fears, and fantasies, I wouldn't have imagined that this would occu...
Feedback good or bad welcome for this story this is a fantasy and in no way is any reflection, satire or wish of what the real world is all characters are not mine also as a small note Serena is not in this tale as I wrote parts of it before she became part of the society so she isn't in it hope you enjoy it anyway this is a WWEkiller story copy if you must...