Disclaimer: Like all lit stories this one would fit in multiple categories. This story has nudity between friends, exhibitionism, and light bondage. If those aren't your thing, stop now and find another story. ***** Deployment: Day 2 (Ligero) Afghanistan. My first deployment as a Marine Corps Gunnery Sergeant. I was a bit young to pick up the seventh ra...
(I was doing some reno work for this rich dude, but was puzzled because the wife he was with was not the same wife he was with the last time I had done some reno work for him a few years earlier. I mentioned it to him and he blew my socks off with this amazing story about having one wife too many. Being a true story, he really went through a hard time, and p...
I received an anonymous comment not too long ago from someone who said that they were not only a big fan of my work, but that they had also read both of my books. Therefore, the story you're about to read was written in honor of that particular individual, whoever he or she may be. If that person, and only they know who they are, is reading this, please, sen...
Copyright © 2019 Forward: First, let me thank blackrandI1958 for inviting me to take part in the "Wine and Old Lace," story theme. Second, let me thank her again for her editing skills. I hope you enjoy my story and as always, I look forward to your comments. *** I was on my way to photograph three members of the Cal-Town Women's Club making decorations...
Fair Warning: This story is going to be a long one, narrated by characters aged eighteen years. This is my attempt at writing something with a mature and slightly morbid content. I hope you enjoy this story. Tags -- High School, First Time, Romance * * * Harp Un-strung Take me to a place far away Away from this chaos Away from this ache and misery Take...
Author's note: Welcome to the third chapter of Two Thousand and Ten - the tale of a year in the life of two friends from a seaside town in southern England. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or d...
He wasn't actually told 'don't go near Ella' but it was pretty much as near to that as possible. His landlady had told the thirty three year old school teacher that 'her down Traitors Lane' with the emphasis on 'HER', was trouble and he could see his new neighbours and numerous other villagers looking down their noses at the beautiful woman when she, very oc...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. First of all, I wish to thank those who encourage me to keep on writing. No matter how modest one claims to be, it is always gratifying to read such praise. Second, because I don't want to revisit a theme when I write, this is probably the last story where I will be able to draw upon personal experience or memories t...
Chapter One I met Steve by accident really. He was much older than I was, by atleast 25 years. We crossed paths on the subway in the rush hour and for some reason the standing crowd jerked with the train and I lost my balance. As I stepped back I fell directly into his hands that steadied me. I thanked him and from that point onwards we began to chat about...
[An Account from the PRISM Chronicles] Chapter 1 Darkness The darkness seemed to have a shape and a movement of its own. His thoughts were filled with a mix of fear that he would be waylaid by somebody and an excitement at the size of the payment he and the guard beside him would receive for their work tonight. In this part of the Port of Salvador, Brazi...