My name is Sara . After I read Bob's first piece of writing called The Exposure of Sara concerning me, I asked him if I could tell the rest of the story myself and he publish it under his name and he was gracious enough to give his permission. I mean, nothing against him personally but the man writes so stilted. By the way, my nickname from childhood has bee...
With so many great writers I feel a little awed by the company but, a good story is a good story and since I've enjoyed reading other contributions so much, I thought perhaps my own might give other readers the same pleasure? All my stories are fantasies and of course nothing at all is based on my own experiences... not a thing ;-) I won't say how old I w...
Chloe was dressed a bit too warmly for the weather. Though it was a pleasant day she was wearing a loose fitting sweater and a billowy, ankle length skirt. It didn't bother her, though. She chose the clothes she was wearing precisely because they were so loose fitting and hid her figure from the gazes of all the passersby that she was sure that, given the ch...
This is the second part of a two-part story. It won't make much sense unless you read the first part first. It is categorized under erotic couplings, but includes Chloe's story about group sex, including some non-consent. --------------------------- I saw Chloe again the following week. After I dropped the trailer, I drove to her house and enjoyed a nice d...
Hello, this short story presents a (my) conclusion to the two stories - "Something We Have to Talk About" by nici - which is the original story line. And the companion story - "Nothing To Talk About" by poorrichard. I was intrigued by nici's concept of the story, but it left me hanging in "mid-mind". Then poorrichard added his version of how the principle ch...
It was Thursday September 1st - a new academic year beckoned. Autumn term was due to commence on Monday. Jessica Stone always went into school for two days ahead of the start to prepare for the coming onslaught. This year was different. As far her family were concerned, there was no change; her mother was staying to keep an eye on the children, just as she u...
Sandi entered the office building with the confidence of a 34 year old woman who knew that she was as prepared for today's interview as she could be. Even though she had not been in the working world since she left in 1978 to have her babies, now 6 years later they were both at school and she could go back to work and was looking forward to it. For the inte...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Chapter 26 – Hidden Talent Owen strolled onto the patio Tuesday evening. Alice had heard his corporate jet land a half-hour earlier. With the daylight savings time and summer hours, the sky was light until almost nine o'clock at night. There was a comfortable dusk that evening, a...
Had the schoolkids of Hazelwood High ever met Phil Love and Olivia Wilde, no one would have guessed that the two would be friends. 'Incongruent' didn't do them justice - whereas Phil was a groomed, well-dressed, preppy fit Student Council President, Olivia was one with the shadows. A baggy hoodie, messy shoulder-length black hair and a quiet disposition was...
*Author's Note: I saw a movie by this name several months ago and tried to watch it. I only made it about fifteen minutes before losing interest, but it gave me an idea for a story (completely unrelated to the movie.) I hope you enjoy it. ***** "So what did you think?" "It was okay." "Just okay?" "Yeah, I mean I don't really like doing the machines. The...