The helicopter roared as it moved nimbly through the air. Mason looked down on the scenery below. Brush and weeds already overran the old fields, but the forests had not changed. Tall pines swayed gently as the chopper rushed over them. Beside him, Eli scribbled in a small notebook, struggling to write in the hectic wind of their journey. His voice crackled...
This one is for the April Fools Day Story Contest, as well as being my 100th submission. So, your votes and feedback would be much appreciated. Hope you enjoy this fun little tale. April is one of those months that makes you feel like you can never make any plans, since the weather could be anywhere from freezing your ass off cold, to boiling your nuts in o...
Ken Jennings and I (Brian Davidson) used to be almost inseparable when we were kids. We lived near each other and my dad and his mom were brother and sister and were each other's favorite siblings. The sister-in-law and brother-in-law aunt and uncle were friendly and fun so our families often got together. While all six cousins were close (three for each fam...
[To allow a "fly on the wall" perspective, this part of his story is being told in the third-person, rather than from Ted's first-person viewpoint. Ted and Holly are acting out a fantasy, pretending that haven't already experienced—and enjoyed!—the things they are being "forced" to do, so I have tried to keep them "in character" by projecting the thoughts an...
Please read the first two installments of "Condo on the Beach" to get a full understanding of the story, the characters and the relationship dynamics of the characters. Condo on the Beach I was a true story with fictional characters or a fictional story based on true events. Either way the names, the professions, the physical appearance of all characters po...
Riding in the cab of a semi truck was far less exciting than Jeneda remembered. But miraculously, the interior of the truck smelled exactly the same — like diesel, fast food, and WD40. The last time she'd been in an 18-wheeler was fifteen years ago, when she'd accompanied her father on a cross country trip at the age of fourteen. That summer had been a speci...
The following is, by a certain definition, a futanari/dickgirl story. It does NOT at any point feature sex with minors (individuals below the age of 18) Chapter 13 It was a humble abode, merely a large room with her belongings and living essentials thoughtfully arranged throughout. At her request the priestesses had decorated the place in much the same man...
Another week in school Sunday was quiet for both of them. Rose didn't want to admit to her daughter that she had slept with a neighbour's twins. Janice didn't want to admit she had a good time on a night out with friends. Rose was used to being called by her daughter's name, Janice. After a deception went wrong, Rose was forced into going to school, in pl...
The well dressed man looked with disgust and loathing at the bum rummaging in the dumpster in the dark alley. Tony 'Tough Tony' Provalono had just left Scalini's, one of the best restaurants in New Jersey, where he had tipped the waiter more money than the hobo was likely to see in his lifetime. Tony was dressed in Armani; the gorgeous woman beside him in Pr...
I dedicate this story to Jon. * Something Special about Maxine, #2 The King of Cunnilingus meets the Queen of Trouble * Continued from Chapter 1: As soon as he ejaculated his load of warm, oozy cum in her warm, wet mouth and she swallowed, he helped her up from the futon. As if she was a paid escort or a whore hired for a few hours, he was eager to rid...