Once upon a time, there was a man named Robert. He was a kindly man who lived alone in a two-bedroom cottage with his lovely daughter, Desiree, so named, because she had been the desire of her parents' hearts, born to them later in life. Desiree, a blooming girl of thirteen, had come to live with her father when he discovered after Desiree's birth that the l...
The village was relatively quiet. Maquessa strode down one side of the street gazing in the store windows. Not surprisingly many of them bore signs stating that the shops would reopen later in the day. A few grumbles could be heard from other potential patrons, but none seemed to be overly irate about the situation. A number of people in the local area shut...
He hadn't always been. Plastic I mean. Static. Absent in the sense when there's no movement, no one notices you. Or worse, they do notice and wish they hadn't, preferring the company of others, more human like them, more companionable. He couldn't remember when he wasn't Plasticman most of the time. Pre adolescence probably. And those infrequent moments when...
Everyone who knew twenty-nine year old Gregory Hunt thought of him as a workaholic and this was probably as good a description of him as any. But his commitment to his work at Turner & Marks was not necessarily one of absolute loyalty to the company. No, the reason for his dedication was more because all Gregory had in his life was the job. Both inside and...
All persons described in this tale are over 18 years of age before having sex. Characters in this story are not intended to represent any person in real life, either alive or dead. All figures are indeed fictional. If you are merely looking for a story to arouse your libido, this may not be the story for you. Comments and constructive criticism are welcome...
After taking a minute, Liddy looked back at Hannah. "So you saw the client..." Taking the hint to finish the story, Hannah continued. "Wife was pregnant and couldn't please him apparently, so he fucked me in front of her as a demonstration. He couldn't see me past his gut or whatever half the time, so I took the chance to make the wife happy. The client nev...
Hello. I am having so much fun writing this story. The characters are so bold and vivacious. Each one has his or her own story to tell. I want to thank you for reading and I hope you continue to enjoy. Now I present chapter 8. Thanks to Overstar for editing this chapter. Any mistakes found are mine and not the work of this wonderful person who has kindly ag...
AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first time publishing, and I wrote this story some time ago, so I'm not sure how it stands up, but I'm eager to hear any constructive criticism. === === === === === === == Charlotte didn't expect to be spending her work break masturbating in the bathroom of Cuppa Joe's coffee house, but here she sat; skirt pulled up around her wais...
I like to read romance novels. In my mind, I become the woman in the story. My favorite plot places me in a port city. A mysterious stranger seduces me, abducts me, and ravishes me after his ship is at sea. In real life, I and my husband live a normal middle class life on Green Acres Drive, in Athens, Georgia. I have been married to Jerry for four years. W...
Soft morning sunlight bathed the bed Anne shared with the college boys. She woke first. Her emotions were mixed. On the one hand tomorrow she would be reunited with her children, on the other hand this wonderful time with Bobby and Jacob would also be over. Briefly Anne replayed the events of the past eleven days through her mind. She realized with complete...