This is purely a work of fiction, any correlation to anyone living or dead is purely happenstance. I hope you enjoy this story. ******************** I had kayaked down from Redding, on vacation. We had paddled with the current from just below Redding through Sacramento to Isleton. The downstream leg long distances were fairly easy, the current adding mile...
This account contains references to scat/shit eating and if this subject offends you please do not read it. Chapter 1 I had previously written a story for this web site under the name of "Hylyfe"; the story was entitled "Yellow and Brown" and detailed my desire to be a human toilet. It described the path I took to achieve the fulfilment of my perverted des...
Two weeks later, Doug entered the waiting room again. Even though his mind had been almost completely occupied with thoughts of this appointment over the past two weeks – he had trouble focusing at work, often taking breaks to masturbate while imagining how this day would go – he had no idea what to actually expect. He noticed that he couldn't hear voices th...
"Even Mickey enjoys the opera, don't ya, boy?" Mickey's father asked. "Of course, pa." He replied and then chomped on a forkful of mashed potatoes. Mickey Jenkins did enjoy the opera, but what he looked forward to the most was the formality of the affair. Wearing a tuxedo made him feel mature, a younger version of his dashing father. But the most important...
(Moderator's Note: This story is a submission to the first Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on June 22nd, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each of the stories in this challenge are centered around the common theme of the main character being an author who the...
(c) 2012 GingerM [NOTE: This was written for a friend; their characters are used with permission.] Nips pulled into the driveway, his heart pounding. Demona had said things would be arranged and he would know - and sure enough, there was Racer, in the garage. God, how does she do it? the mouse wondered. He knew Racer and Demona's... relationship, for want...
"We need a little more feminine energy around here." The words hung in the air as Tommy's devoted licking of Mia's ass slowed to a stop. "You mean another woman?" Mia hooked her legs behind Tommy's head and pulled his face back into her ass. "No, I mean you, you dumb sissy bitch." Once Tommy finished with pleasuring Mia, she led him into her closet. She...
Nude Day falls on the last day of every school year. Today is my first. I put on a brand new pair of panties and my best bra so that whichever boy undresses me will see nice things. I go into the kitchen in my peasant blouse and retro pleated skirt but I can't eat. The protest sign is so bulky that Mom drives me to Darwin High. I put it up near the main en...
I guess I was no different from any other guy growing up in the bad old '80's. Those were the days when greed was good, nice guys came second, and political correctness was yet to be thrust upon us. Life in middle class suburbia was comfortable rather than excessive, but with the increasingly intrusive advertising and an ever growing focus on lifestyle, wea...
This is a fictional account of a very real woman. Carol has a fervid desire to submit to a strong-willed, very well endowed, young, black man and is waiting for the nerve to act. Blaine * "Blaine," Carol giggled, clutching his arm so tightly he could feel the heat and swell of her breast, "how do you know these people?" Blaine lifter two fluted glasses of...