It was ten in the morning when Harley slammed the open car door when she saw the tire. She cursed and kicked the tire. "Fuck!" Shitty tire... it just had to go flat on her on this desolate piece of highway in the middle of bloody nowhere. It was like the damn thing was gunning for her. Though it was partly her fault too; she never bothered to learn how to...
Kentucky is known for three perfect things: the Kentucky Derby in May (the world's best horse race), Kentucky Bourbon (the world's best drink), and, of course, Kentucky Basketball (the world's best college basketball program). In Kentucky, all boys grow up wanting to play basketball for UK. It's like a law or something. Of course, almost none of us make it,...
As the first glow of the morning peeked through the window, he kissed her awake. Slowly she became aware of his warm masculine body curled around hers and his lips on her cheek. She nuzzled his face, his beard creating a pleasant sensation against her skin. "Good morning, my love. We're going on a little trip today!" She turned in his embrace, rubbing her...
What a gorgeous day! Indian Summer was at its peak. Most of the cottagers had gone back to work, our kids were in school and we were having a grand time paddling through the lakes not far from home. We had set out around nine that late-September morning. I was in the front of the rented canoe, my husband Brian commanding ship from the stern. Our good friends...
My arms hurts. I don't remember what I was last doing to make them hurt. What is wrong with my head? I feel light-headed and fuzzy. Why is it so dark? Wait, not dark. I am blind folded. My arms are handcuffed above my head. That's why they hurt. When did this happen? I was at home reading the last time I remember anything. Ok breathe. Where am I? It seems...
"Come on Mr Spoon, slaves must do what they are told... AND remember not to speak. I don't want to hear your voice at all." She motions me across the room towards our sofa, somewhere in suburbia. I was playing a familiar role, the man with the useless dick. She said she would never touch me intimately again, I was not allowed to cum. She never wanted to s...
(This is the first Hidden Ranch story and therefore it explains "The Hidden Ranch" as well as Mark's and Kate's lives together) Hello, I am Mark and I will begin by telling you a little bit about the background of where I come from. You see, before I was born my parents made a rather odd decision and moved to this place know as "The Hidden Ranch." The Hidde...
This story is based on an actual event involving a group of high school seniors after a high school football game. All parties involved were over 18 years of age. A special thanks to LarryInSeattle for his excellent editing skills. Any and all constructive criticism is welcome. ***** Drew was the lead drummer of his high school marching band and had to a...
Author's Note: This is my essay. I wrote it. Stealing is lame. If you do not like it, do not read it. Thanks to all of the favorites and feedback. This is part one of a multi-category story series. This part is submitted alone, the other three will be submitted, and at the same time (as best as the website allows). DISCLAIMER: Only the stupid want or need d...
"Well that does it.. were officially home owners!" Ron said with a smirk of accomplishment. Flippin up his collar and crackin a beer he reached out to swat Lina on her behind. "Well now," Lina jumped feisty "I'm just gonna have to make you a big ol glass of sweet tea in my new kitchen.. in those butt huggin undies you like so much!" She pressed in betwee...