As always, thanks again for the kind words and thoughts. I never expected this story to go as long as it has (I've now, officially, written a "novel"... lol) but I'm loving every moment of it. Hopefully you like this one just as much as the last 15. Maybe I've got another 15 in me ;) --- The ride back to town was quite enjoyable. Watching me claim her mo...
Author's Note: I took some inspiration for this next chapter from some of the comments, both public and private, that I had to the first chapter. In doing so, I've written about things (e.g. forced cross-dressing) that I've never personally experienced. Most of my writing is based on things that I've experienced and that I think I can relate. So, if I've mis...
Mack considered the empty pint glass on the bar before him. As he watched, tiny suds dripped down the sides and began to reform yet again into a thin, yellow puddle. His last drink should have finished these dregs, but yet they stubbornly persisted. Why couldn't he bring himself to just order a new drink? It was time, he should just let it go. "Staring a...
Here's my entry into the Winter Holidays Contest, albeit there's not too much mention of the holiday season in it. Not until the end anyway. I didn't intend it to be that way when I started, but the thing grew legs and wandered off and went where it wanted. In this one a middle-aged man is seduced by a twenty-something hottie. But the trouble is she's also...
Much of this story is true. Although a shy person, I have always been inclined to sexual adventure and experimentation. I was introduced to my future wife by a friend and his girlfriend. Jenny arrived at the woman's trailer wearing a conservative suit consisting of a tan jacket over a blouse and a matching knee-length skirt. She is a pretty blonde, petite i...
My story starts in early 2017. WOOH! WOOH! WOOH! The siren from the canteen one arm bandit went off, followed by the rattling of 100 £1 coins. This was followed by the sound of cutlery being banged on Formica covered tables and my bus driver colleagues shouting at the top of their voices as young Nathan Templeman began scooping his winnings into his money...
This story is a companion piece to my story Brews & Brushes, which published a few days ago. This story is written in 1st person, from Faith's perspective, whereas Brews & Brushes was 3rd person primarily from the perspective of the husband, Larry. This story fills in a lot of the gaps from the first story and addresses many of the unknowns, giving you more...
*A story for/about a friend, hope I do your history justice* *This is my retelling of an online friend's experience. The names and places have been changed to protect the guilty, and one or two embellishments have been thrown in. It is sexual in places, not as much in others. Not sure if I mean this to get people off solely, as I do intend with most of my o...
This chapter contains light spanking and plenty of humiliation. It does NOT contain any hardcore sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and the characters bear no resemblance to any real person. Feedback, votes and comments greatly appreciated. All copyrights for th...
Wanda was wrong about so much. She thought she could trust her friends. She thought the boys who made her life torture had grown up and moved on with their lives. She thought the protection she had gained from dating the most feared fighter in her school would apply even after they had broken up. She thought the beach at spring break was the perfect place fo...