This is a different one for me. No cheating. No elaborate plots. Just a story of appreciating what you have. I've been told that happiness is not having everything you want, but wanting what you have. And there is more than one way to betray someone, so here's a story about that. Edited by my good friend NonetheWiser, who, as usually, takes my drivel and m...
Author's note, or what I couldn't fit in the description line: Max lives with a lesbian couple creating a threesome relationship which includes sex. Max discovers their sex toys and the ladies want to show them how they work. Max's mother comes to visit and doesn't understand how their relationship works. A misunderstood conversation while whale watching lea...
All right, you caught me. This story was my tribute to DQS, for all his great work. I did a story called 'The Cost', influenced by Ohio, and its' had over sixty thousand views, my best effort so far. I figured if it worked once, maybe it would again. As for DQS and HDK praising my writing, it's like Bruce Springsteen and Bob Dylan saying the boy can carry...
High School Duke: I looked away from my physics midterm when the knock on the door occurred. Mr. Poole, my sharp as a razor teacher when it comes to science but dumb as a newborn when it comes to relaying his knowledge to his students, got up and waddled to the door. The girl revealed by the door's opening was Penelope Sanders. She was a cute girl, should...
I've never submitted a story in the Loving Wives category, and I'm doing so now with great trepidation. Frankly, the commentators in this section are brutal. Many, though, are very insightful and offer genuinely thoughtful comments about writing style, character development, and the like. My only complaint with this category is that much of the basic plot li...
"How many secrets can one person live with, before the secret impact on their life?" This was a question that Dan had asked himself more times than he cared to remember, although it wasn't what he was thinking this particular morning as he settled down for his usual cup of coffee while he read his morning paper. Dan heard a noise and looked up from his pape...
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All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely unintentional. Part of the Wine & Old Lace event, with a few literals corrected. PROLOGUE WE walked slowly, almost reluctantly from the warm and stifling waiting room across to Platform 7, to where the puffing engine had just dragged its train of c...
December 29th (Wednesday) I'd just gotten home from work. I threw off my sweat stained uniform, tossed it in on the couch and made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my boxers. "It's too damn hot in this apartment." I muttered to myself and cut on the central air. I usually hated using the AC, it always grew too cold too rapidly, but it was unse...
OK, quite a lengthy one with a little mix I hope you enjoy. Stone is a bodyguard -- ex-military who heads a small team responsible for close protection of Dave Devine. Dave Devine is a gangster, a king of the underworld with a wife and daughter who are both very sexy and very kinky. I did think about submitting the chapters individually, but opted instead t...