(This story will be written by two people at once. My name is Darrin and my writings and comments will be in regular type and Valerie's will be in 'italics'. Oh, by the way, this is a true story! At least as close as we can remember over the years, that is why the two of us are writing it together.) Valerie was not an exhibitionist when we first met in the...
Ch 1 October 2015 "Ella, wake up hon." I opened my eyes as the late afternoon sun hit through the window of their Ford Expedition hit my eyes. I let out a groan, my nap wasn't long enough. I checked my iPhone, it was 2:30 on a Saturday afternoon and we had been on the road since five. I sat up and stretched, my muscles were stiff from the drive and the aw...
As always, this is a total work of fiction, none of the names or people depicted are real. ***** My Birthday: Wow! Look at all those candles! I could actually feel the heat coming off those bad boy's, as my daughter sat the cake down in front of me. I took a big breath and did my best to blow them all out! I didn't of course, there were a few north of...
Fuck me. I just fucked a fat chick the size of Shaq who was beaten repeatedly with an ugly stick. We're talking serial beatings here. It started off innocently enough. I logged on to an online dating site, plentyoffish.com, and did some prospecting. The ratio of hot to ugly chicks is probably 20 to 1 on this site. Factor in the ratio of guys to girls on th...
My name is Michael, and I am a bisexual. I only get romantically involved with girls; I love dating them and have had several girlfriends. Throughout high-school, I was just a perfectly normal straight kid. That all changed when I went to college. It all started during my first semester at college. I live in a dorm, and for the first three weeks I had used...
(Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit.) * A pile of shit sat on her linoleum floor. At least it looked like shit; big, throbbing, and steaming. The problem was shit wasn't supposed to move, except out of one's ass. Now, in her past, Eve had met men who held certain fetishes related to the shit pile on her floor. She usually broke up with them (almost immed...
Although it was warm out, it was at the end of October and the trees on the Cumberland mountains looked like the swirling, crystal colors in blown glass; a mixture of yellows, blues and purples. The sky a deep blue with wisp of clouds intermingled like dry brush strokes on a porous canvas. My girlfriend at the time was named Caz, I loved her because she wa...
It was the summer after my high school graduation. I was staying at my best friend John’s house. Him and his mom lived together in a one-story house with a pool in the back. Even though John and I grew up together, it was hard not to think of his mom in a sexual way. She was about 5’5”, 135 lbs. And, even though in her mid-thirties, she had perky 34D breasts...
So... she said when we were out of earshot, Katya and I hooked up last night. I gazed out at the river lolling greasily on its slick stone bed in the shaking heat. I think my half smile was a study in detached amusement, which still managed to avoid any affected coldness. Behind us, off the other side of the bridge, you could hear the indifferent roar of the...
Fuzz's presence in Maria's life quickly settled into a routine. Every day when she came home from school Growl would immediately pounce on her at the door. Fuzz waited calmly until Growl was done with his clownish antics before lightly jumping down from his perch on the back of the sofa and greeting her with a dignified purr. Then Maria would pick him up and...