INTRODUCTION Sheila decided to approach her step-son about seeing him and his friends with the two girls. Sheila hoped that Rudy would be receptive to her request to include his friends with their encounters. It had been a few years since Sheila was involved with group sex and seeing Rudy and his friends stirred her emotions. Rudy had already let his girlfr...
Before I'd "taken over" Ali's career, all I'd seen of her life were the days at the crappy diner where she worked, a few gigs, and her apartment. I had no clue what a shambles she was in. Typical young New Yorker, she had no finances to speak of. Everything was a handshake deal, waiting to fall through. She wouldn't have been eating if it hadn't been for men...
I know it's been awhile, and this relatively short story won't seem a lot, but it's been an idea I've been sitting on for years now I always wanted to try. Without giving too much away, the main characters share the same body. One likes to tease and prank the other though. Natalie is the shy one, Nat is the outgoing one. Now, I intend of course for the sto...
Candace -- or Candi, as she was called by a few close friends and an awful lot of men before they found out her gate didn't swing in their direction -- had begun to notice something odd. Her panties were disappearing. A couple weeks ago, she thought nothing of it; she assumed she had misplaced them. This week, though, another pair was missing from her laundr...
Hello! This story is something that I have been working on for a long time. It's my fantasy world and I've always wanted to write something like this. Everyone in the story is 18 years or older. THIS STORY CONTAINS DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE and is not intended for readers who are easily offended. As violent and brutal as it may be, I am actually happy reading my...
This story recounts six intense days in an unfortunate girl's year-long quest to find a way home. It is not part of a series, the full story of Kira's quest has not been written; in fact I have only a faint idea about how it began, and no clue how it ends. Of course, if inspiration strikes I may some day return to Kira and her strange fate. Reader beware: T...
She was alone in his bed when she woke up. She wondered where she was, everything seemed so strange...not a bad strange though. Usually when she woke up it was Mrs Johnson on 147 screaming off her head at her four boys for being late to school again. It was usually to the sound of Clay Brown, the stripper next door practicing his Elvis crotch grabs to Christ...
DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it......
Peter stood at the front door of his parents' house and waved goodbye to his mom and dad as they drove off in their car to the airport and their two week vacation in the Caribbean. He closed the door behind him, ran up the stairs to his bedroom where he stripped off his jogging bottoms and tee-shirt and hurried into his bathroom. He had the house to himself...
Three months after leaving New York as a galley boy on a Norwegian freighter and stopping at many ports in Lebanon, Egypt, Arabia, Yemen, Kuwait, then up the Tigress River to backwater towns in Iran and Iraq and peeling 60 pounds of potatoes every morning, washing pots and pans, scrubbing the galley floor, and enduring the intense heat of the Persian Gulf, w...