My friend Merry took me Christmas shopping last Wednesday. She knew I had been down in the dumps about life. I moved out of my parents’ house earlier this year, living on my own. I had my own studio apartment, a decent job, and… And that was the problem. I wanted a boyfriend, a man. Merry had a boyfriend. His name was Jared and he was as a courier. Merry wa...
Note: I would like to thank everyone who sent me helpful advice and suggestions on this my first story. * The camp was set up in the woods next to a small trickle of a stream. Above tree line, the glow of the full moon filtered down illuminating the scene below. The black skin and white hair of the young elf marked him as the most feared and hated of elfi...
I had been on campus for barely a week when I first visited Alpha Omega. I never had any intention of joining a sorority but Tammy, my roommate at Lincoln Hall, was curious and insistent. What could it hurt she pressed? Well, that was my fear. That it would hurt. I had heard the stories and seen the movies. The initiations. The paddlings. I wanted nothing to...
A couple of years ago I got into some serious gambling debt and wrote a bunch of bad checks in an effort to deal with it. My wife, Dawn, was very angry with me and stressed out by the situation that I put her in. One evening shortly after I was paroled from prison, Dawn, and I were sitting in our living room drinking wine. The alcohol had loosened up her ton...
FAWC 2: 7:48 P.M., Wednesday (Author's note: This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered on a random determination of four "mystery ingred...
Chapter 3. Thursday Breakfast. Barbara prodded me to get up saying; "Wake up sleepy head. It's time for breakfast." I looked up at her and smiled, then I pulled her down to me so that one of those magnificent breasts was in my face and kissed her on a nipple while my other hand played with the other one. She moaned and laughed, we both laughed. I tickled...
Oh, my God! I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I couldn't believe that my gorgeous, dream girl, Lynn, was giving me a blowjob. Oh, baby, yeah, that's right, suck my cock. I was afraid to verbalize those thoughts for fear that she may be offended and stop. She stopped and removed my cock from her mouth. "Am I doing something wrong?" "No, this is...
This is from Cyndi's point of view. When I woke up the next morning Rick was heading out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. I watched his bear ass moving through the doorway and got up to follow him. I was thinking about setting him on the kitchen table and sucking his cock for breakfast. The thought of what we had seen last night on the beach, and then d...
Several months have gone by since Mrs. Schmitt had stopped by to cook for me and have wanton sex. I figured that it had been a one of a kind type of thing and I didn't really know how to deal with it. Anyway, a few weeks after her visit, I got involved with a young lady I met at school and for a while and sort of put the prior Mrs. Schmitt episode out of my...
If only Josh could pass out. Or finish himself off already. I have to keep my breathing relaxed. Keep my eyes closed. Keep still in this obscene position he's put me. Keep pretending I'm asleep. Ignore the shaking of the bed. Ignore his animalistic grunts. Ignore the sound of those fucking ice cubes, clinging against his empty glass to the rhythm of his jerk...