Desperation leads to disaster. It forces you to leave the safe cocoon you have built over the years and venture out into the wild. Desperation would even make you forget—if only for a short moment—that you shouldn't expose your ugliness to the world. Desperation might also make you forget the ugliness of the world itself. Millie Foster took one look at the...
Millie escaped the murky atmosphere at street level by disappearing into the hellhole that was the Bedford-Nostrand subway station. Like every morning for the past two months, she was running late for work. Not that tardiness created anxiety. A lifetime of stable employment at a profitable, family-owned stationery emporium was practically guaranteed. The Ort...
Some years ago, an excellent writer of adult fiction, writing under the pseudonym "Little Joe," created several characters inspired by myself and several lovely ladies we both knew. One character was based on me, Bobbie Kaye, and was nicknamed Cutie, or Little Miss Cutie. Little Joe posted a number of these wonderful stories, in which Bobbie Kaye and her fri...
readyforprimetime This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story originally appeared as Melissa's Legacy, and was written around V...
If you didn't read the first part of this story then you won't get the gist of what's going on. So, if you're old enough to be here reading a story about a bisexual threesome, and you read Part 1, then read on. If not, then I can't be held responsible for putting erotic thoughts into your virginal head. Leave now. -------------------------------------------...
1986, Yorkshire, England. Part one Chapter 1 It was around 11am I received the phone call that turned my life upside-down. "Edward, it's for you", my mother shouted from the hall. "A girl." Who this mystery female caller could be, I had no idea. My mother handed me the receiver with that knowing wink only a mother could give to her son. "Hello?"...
Hello all! This update unfortunately does not have an editor...(sad face). So I've been wanting to get this out & get this lovely little twist out there for you all to read, comment, like, love, hate, make snarky statements about, etc. LOL. I have some issues with this one, but i'll let you all let me know how you feel about this update. I hope it is wo...
What attracted me to... Linda Groves at first was the hair on the arms. The blonde that worked with me at my part-time job at the grocery store during my first year of college was not extraordinary looking in any other way, but one look at her arms got my attention right away. Her slender arms had a profuse growth of hair on them that grew from just above...
It should be made clear, before more words are seen, This story is littered with actions obscene The characters, hot, Some human, some not, But all are most certainly over eighteen This story's inferred from an unfounded rumor, Containing some elements sick as a tumor Like incest and porn, French, cuckolding, corn, Sci fi, Sue, cops, aliens, worst of all, h...
Linda's mother had been spectacular, so much so that I practically forgot about Linda. We kept seeing each other, but when I was with her I found myself thinking about her Mom. After all, it was an competition of sorts. While the 18 year old Linda had the advantage of youth and was more classically attractive than her mother, Millie had experience and the f...