This Story was kindly edited by tangentjoker. * I own a company, mostly online, that deals with people's fantasies. Most of my clients are older rich women; women that have deep, dark, depraved, sick fantasies. They pay me well for fulfilling their dreams. So well, in fact, that I have an agency of people who help me fulfill their needs. A lot of my clie...
Author's note: This is my Halloween contest entry. Many thanks to reader pg240 for an insightful pre-read. * I had always loved Halloween. It helped, of course, that it fell on my birthday. Who wouldn't love a holiday that was celebrated with chocolate? Last year, Halloween was my 18th birthday. My friend Randy, and his older brother Jim, hosted a Hallow...
Then Debbie's phone rang, waking her up. "Do you need to get that, Honey?" I asked. "Yeah, I probably should! It's probably my mom wondering what the fuck happened to me!" Debbie responded. As I stood up, she rushed over to her shorts, grabbed her phone, and enthusiastically exclaimed "Hi Mom!" "Hi Debbie!" I heard a fairly gravelly but feminine voice res...
The house next door went up for sale when the old feller who had lived there 30 years got too old to take care of himself, and entered assisted living. We live in fairly desirable neighborhood, and dozens of people showed up at the open house the following weekend. Since we're nosy—and who doesn't want a peek at how their neighbors live—we walked over to ch...
Plunging into the darkness of the chamber which topped the tower was not the brightest move Alan had ever made, but it was realistically his best option. Though he was familiar with what magic could do, and could unleash the basic magic within items he found, he was no mage himself. Against what assailed his wife and his friend, he could offer little help, a...
I, Amy Thomson, grew up without many material possessions in a semi-rural area. While I was decent looking I wasn't someone that guys would immediately swoon over, and considering my economic situation could not really gussy myself up to impress them. Also, to be honest, most of the boys I knew I either considered not good dating options, or I was just frien...
II: A follow Up This is my continuation of 'alex_lover's story "Revelations'. I felt that it needed some closure. I got his permission to continue; so here is my version of what happened that fateful morning after he read the emails. If you haven't I strongly recommend you read alex_lover's first three chapters before digging into this. My thanks to my edi...
I needed to confide in someone, so I called on an old family friend to whom I had sometimes turned as a teenager. She now lived in New Hampshire. I hadn’t seen her in years, but we still spoke a few times a year by phone. I asked if she would be my confessor. She agreed. In my teens and early twenties, I had always been frisky. I found that I enjoyed not on...
'When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all,' thought Roy Robinson to himself as he drove west on Route 17. His mind had been wandering all morning. He chuckled grimly as he considered how his lack of higher education hadn't really hurt him. He was still able to read the writing on the wall. As a teen, and t...
Don't even ask how my wife Maxx and I ended up together, much less, married. I mean, I know the basics. We met, started dating, fell in love, blah, blah, blah. But from the standpoint of, what did she see in me. When you see an average guy with a gorgeous wife, you can tell that he married up. Well, that's me. Married up by about 2 levels or so. I'm okay adm...