32. You're a Good Man, Victor Creed Creed guided the SUV down the tree-lined two-lane highway with his left hand. His right rested in his lap and twitched whenever the sound of the engine told him that he needed to shift. He'd given up on trying to get completely used to automatic transmission. He glanced over at the frail. She was flipping through the stac...
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain and I wrote it down. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. Comments are always welcome and appreciated. ***** "Kaley! It...
© SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM & BELLORA QUINN 2009 "Our fond wishes and thanks to everyone who's stuck with us this far into our long, and ever winding story. You keep us going with your lovely comments and kind words. And so without further ado, the festive season is upon us, that time of indulgence and rampant consumer excess, so what better antidote...
I AM WHERE YOU BELONG. She told me it was no problem; but it was. My name is Tom Teeter. My problems are at a lifetime, worst ever. I am living in the shadow of a divorce that has devastated, humiliated and embarrassed me more than I could imagine. My ex-wife has hurt me so badly that I honestly am not sure I can survive this grief that has descended on me...
**Author's Note: This is the FINAL chapter of my story. From now on I'm only going to post finished stories so as not to torture those who love my stories. It's a bit rough but I hope the ending provides some closure. ******************** Michelle, Vesta, Beau, and Charlie settled themselves into the hotel room of the Fitzgerald. "How come Agnes can't sen...
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 is the final chapter of While You Were Sleeping, a tale of a loving family possibly torn apart by a coma and an unfaithful wife. Thank you for sticking with me to the end of this tale. Regardless of voting, so many peo...
CHAPTER ONE Friday afternoon, I finished my last class, grabbed my backpack, and ran for the bus. It pulled up as I reached the stop. "Return ticket to the city," I said, paid, and took a seat near the back of the bus. Two hours later the bus was heading under the Lincoln Tunnel. The first view of the New York skyline was always a thrill, and as the road pi...
Bartered Orgasms with Agonies of Faith (Part One. Possibly stand alone.) (An "adult" read of more than 10,000 words. This is an effort to touch on the implications of whoring in periods of social tumult and political upheaval. There are no pretensions of expertise in the history and culture of South Africa. The author is acquainted, however, with knowledg...
Warrior Greg Bark's POV Arrowhead Pack Alpha's Home Beta Ron congratulated me as he walked me back to my room. "You've worked hard on those ground moves." "I did. I had almost a year of rehabilitation and training as I tried to get back my status. I trained for hours daily around my physical therapy and Pack duties. One of our Betas took pity on me and...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...