All characters in this story are fictional and any that engage in sexual activity are over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy reading it! This story came to me while I was thinking about another one, and just grew on its own after that. I warn you now that this is a long story, broken into several very long chapters. I prefer to develop my characters, and let...
My husband and I were in the process of moving out of a tiny apartment in the city and remodelling an old farm house about thirty miles from the beltway. It actually made him closer to work, and neither of us wanted to raise a child while living in an apartment in the middle of the state capitol. We were finally seriously discussing children after being marr...
Chapter one Deena's Story The thing about anal sex is cleaning up afterwards. No matter how long I soak in the bath, or stand in the shower shooting hot water up between my legs, the cum just keeps on seeping out. Even the day after, when sat in a lecture, I can feel that horrible leaking sensation. I mean, every time I stand up I have to check my dress f...
Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age. This story takes place three weeks after chapter 5 of MEAN GIRLS of MAPLEWOOD. That being said, I appreciate all comments on that series of stories whether good and bad. I will be posting another chapter of MEAN GIRLS pretty soon. Feedback feeds...
Why in the world had he taken a job teaching at this shitty high school? Oh that's right, his unit had been called up for Iraq; he'd come home eight months later and he didn't have a job any more. His fucked up former employer had used some legal loop hole to, "eliminate his former position". He'd talked to the JAG officer; he wasn't in a union or a non-exem...
Part 6 of 'An Avenger's...' a Black Widow series. This story takes place prior to the events of Guardians of the Galaxy and before Age of Ultron. ***** "Ohhh Nat, that is sooo good!" The old barn creaked around the two women, orange light permeating through the worn slats as they made love. Deep brown eyes rolling, she could just make out the ajar door t...
I debated on the title but finally decided to just leave it as it first came to me. This is fiction. The towns named are real but that is all that is real. The events and people are all figments of my imagination. There is very little sex and no one under the age of eighteen is involved. Sorry if you are looking for a stroke story. I am not talented enough t...
PROLOGUE (present day) As I walked down the grassy bank and approached the lake I barely noticed the gay collage of joggers, bicyclists, strollers and children. I was in a pensive mood, and this familiar place opened doors to my past that I'd kept closed for a long time. It was right here where my former life had come to an end and where my new one had begu...
***Sorry for the delay on this, but I was uh, overtaken by events, you might say. I've been trying to get this written for a while now and I've had a few um, obstacles along the way... Anyway, this chapter is going to be a 2-parter. Not a lot of fooling around here - that's in the next chapter. What we have here is a bit of hope for a few characters out in...
"Miss Mannerly, you must do something." "Your Honor, perhaps you can help me, then." "And how may I help you?" He asks, as if it might be slightly beneath him to give help to someone, rather than expecting it from them. "That I know of, there is no law, city ordinance or other directive that makes it a requirement he be in school." Miss Mannerly is carefu...