If you haven't read Chapters 1 through 3 yet, I suggest you read them first to pick up details not included in this chapter. * * * * The phone rang and Dad said, "Sue, its Tom." Suddenly I realized I was only dreaming—Christmas was still three weeks away! I answered and told Tom, "I just had the most horrible dream—I was pregnant and it was Christmas Da...
Simon Blanquette went down the stairs quietly hoping to get out of the front door before his mother could confront him, but the woman was alert and had been half-expecting a sly escapade, and he didn't make it. "Where are you going Simon?" she asked him in the hall. Technically an adult he quivered like a child in front of her and offered a soft ingratiat...
Erica smoldered as she left the ceremony. She watched the helicopter as that smug bitch whisked her Uncle Victor away into the unknown. I wished I'm the one fucking my gorgeous uncle right now. She did not even flinch thinking about it. Fuck, half the women in that church were thinking the same fucking thing as I am. The thought of gripping her uncle's bi...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
If someone were to ask just who "she" was, I wouldn't be able to answer, as I hadn't the slightest clue. A hallucination? Some kind of angel? For the past five years, I would greet each morning with the last warm fingers of a dream clinging to my mind. I'd roll on my side, and lying next to me would be a girl of my age, but with beauty unmatched by anyone el...
Author's Note: I first published Might Have Been here almost two years ago. While it was one of the top-ranked stories on the site at the time, I didn't feel it was what it should be. I had published each chapter as I completed it, preventing me from setting up themes and conflicts when they occurred to me while writing later chapters. I therefore pulled it...
This story is one of the Tales from The Shack, and is posted In LW to keep it with the others. While this works fine as a standalone, it is a follow on to the story "Monster." I typically don't write graphic sex into this story line and that remains true here. Special thanks to sbrooks103x and for editing and beta reading, and to Ckcppr and No1specific for b...
Note: This story is somewhat lighter than the other Breaking Clichés stories. ***** Scarlett woke up in her bed and laughed as she realized that she must have passed out after her last climax. She could feel her huge dildo between her legs, its tip still nestled against her wet pussy. "Damn! That was an intense orgasm!" she thought. After pushing it on th...
She awoke to soft light and the tweeting of birds. Their hotel room was facing the wrong way to see the dawn, but she could see flickers of motion outside: birds hopping around, some people down on the beach in the blue pre-dawn, and even the roll and drag of the waves outside. Their bedroom had a balcony, and she realized they had never used it. Gently she...
INTRODUCTION A week out of college, graduating with a Master's of Science in Information Technology with specialization in web development, Kevin Crichton decided he didn't wish to work in computer technology because his interest in the plodding ways and precision of its application had declined. He knew he ought to have studied fast cars and how to design...