Halveston was one of the most interesting places in America. Having been built very quickly near the headquarters of a massive tech conglomerate called THM, it was nearly 100% populated by the employees and their families. Or, at least, that’s what it would soon feel like to you as (seemingly) the only non-employee currently who resided there. You had been s...
In dedication to the one who was .... "..Like a mirror, only one that you reach thru to touch the other side, instead of seeing the reflection." Let the story begin.... She sat cross legged, coffee in hand. Her tone was serious, and her posture direct and reactive. "I truly believe that it's a sign of advanced knowledge of one's self." "Come stand ov...
Bukkake: The act of multiple men ejaculating onto one person's face. cumslut: A person seen as one who will do anything to receive a man's semen The quiet sound of tires on asphalt drew Cyleste and Brett into its spell. In the back of Brett's big pick-up, Cyleste's precious antique dresser was lashed down. It was the second half of a day spent driving to...
This is a story that's about 90% true. Names were changed, and some other little things. Please forgive any mistakes you'll find. I think the last story I wrote was a book report in grade school. So this is my first story here. Be gentle please, but feedback, voting, or email is fine. I will write other stories about the past if I get enough good feedback. H...
This is a story that's about 90% true. Time frame changed because you don't want to hear about the week that goes by and nothing happens. So things will be happening a lot faster than normal. Names were changed, and some other little things. Please forgive any mistakes you'll find. I don't have an editor because I didn't want to bother anyone. This is my sec...
I've always liked my apartment complex. It's set up in much the same way that a motel is, minus the whole sleazy factor. Despite the reasonable rent, the place was full of nice, classy people and there hadn't been a single disturbance since my wife Danielle and I moved here eight years ago. Nothing until Season moved in to the apartment adjacent to ours wit...
Copyright © Daniel Choquet 2019 "So Steve, what's so important you couldn't just wait til after work? I hope it isn't bad. I told Elizabeth I'd be home ..." It was odd that he wanted to sit at a table for whatever it was, instead of just up at the bar like we usually did. And he was looking around like -- I don't know -- like he was afraid. Not like him....
It was another Halloween night in the sleepy port town of Hennessey somewhere on the coastline of Maine. On the Old Woodsmen bridge stood an imposing figure of a man as the sun set; he was a tall slender man and black as pure ebony. A black cloak billowed out from his body forced away by the retreating autumn breeze to revel that he wore a small axe strapp...
Frank Fletcher was pissed. His boss ordered him to drive from St. Louis to Cheyenne, Wyoming on one hour's notice, with no time to research flights. With no options, he set out with a change of clothes, a bag of toiletries and his laptop in the middle of the day with a Google directions to his destination. He swore at his asshole boss as he drove through Kan...
"What are you still doing here?" It was a hot afternoon, and some folks from the parish had just finished helping me pack my belongings for the move. I'd been their pastor for several years, but it was time to move on. Julia was a chubby girl in her mid 20's, and for some reason hadn't left with everyone else. She was active in the youth group since I got t...