A.N. Well would you looky what's back??? THAT'S RIGHT BIZNITCHES!! LOST BOY IS COMING BACK AT YA!! Thank you all for your patience while I worked on too many other things lol :) I hope you all are ready to jump back into the fray with the loveable boy Ian and his friends! The Following Contains: Action! There is a fight scene with some violence and a l...
another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY #5: George Characters Main Group: Mike Claymore 31-year-old detective/truck driver (Main hero) Marlene Claymore Mike's pregnant wife and mother of their 3 children Richard (Rick) Claymore 11 year old son of Mike and Marlene Shelly Claymore 9 year old daughter of Mike and Marlene Janet (Jan) Claymore 8 year old daug...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. * The computer screen shone light upon my plain-white panties and bra, making them glow obscenely atop my peachy white skin. Since the divorce, I'd become brave in private and crossdressed on occasion. That sometimes ended up all day. The webcam was on, but I wasn't in any kind o...
A Dedication and Description: To my wife, mrssecondsamuel who requested I write her a story involving bisexuality, cuckolding, and pet play for Valentine's Day. This is a Valentine's Contest Piece, so please vote! Author's note: I am recovering from repeated surgeries on both arms to correct a degenerative nerve condition. To write this, I use voice to text...
Note: This was originally released in three parts. Part 1: Kim Jerry could see his wife's cheeks turning red with anger. 'Oh no,' he thought. 'Here we go again. And in a crowded restaurant too.' "This, this, this is why no one should have voted for Bush." Kim's voice grew louder with each word until half the restaurant was turning to stare at her. "That d...
"God damn you, Darren. What's taking you so long?" shrieked Darren's wife Melissa. Darren ran down the stairs of their house carrying her purse. He nervously handed it to her as her friends looked on, smiling. Melissa was a petite blond woman with amazingly deep green eyes. She hadn't gained an ounce since they'd met in college. Her small perky breasts and...
This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years and over. *** DESIDERATA The old man sat hunched over his old silver laptop, hands clasped as if in prayer, the latest instalment a few keystrokes short of completion. Another script, another payday. His work had been attracting glowing critiques- his best work yet- and the more he made now the longer...
Your mind is your arsenal, fortress, and armory. Your words are potential weapons you give to your enemies to assault the citadel of your soul. To PokingFun and Talenwolf for the editing help. Also, for all those who helped with the creative process of this story. My weary mind cannot put a name to you all. We share a darkness, a confusion with the injustic...
Chapter I: My Nagging Dream Trust me, the only thing worse than not owning a Harley Davidson? Is when all your friends do. But, allow me to clarify. I'm not talking about hard core biker types by any stretch. I'm referring to the pressed shirt and tie types. You know? The ones who seriously don't look like they belong on one? The ones who maybe, occasionall...
(For the story to this time, please read Leni's Ordeal Chapter 01: Berlin 1945 and Leni's Ordeal Chapter 02: Havelsee) "A countess this time, hey Harry?" his uncle teased him. Young Captain Lord Harry Balfour sat wearily in the library of his uncle's requisitioned house in Gatow noting that, despite the early hour, Sir Randall Macloskie perched wide awake...