Author's note: This is the largest story I have ever written. Its name has changed three times and the plot is nothing like I envisioned. I hope you enjoy it. The Link Chapter 1 - Sam I needed God. It was hypocritical of me since I never believed. I couldn't fathom his existence, so I ignored the issue altogether in the past. If God wished me to know of h...
*Hisssssssssssss......* The sound emanating from above jolted me out of my sleep. I blinked my eyes, trying to fully wake up. "What the... where am I?" I tried to move my arms, but they were immobilized by my side. I begin to panic, wondering what the heck I'd gotten myself into this time. Then I heard another rumbling above me. *Hissssssssss pbbbbbblllt*...
After my surreal experience with Brenda, I tried to get back to life as usual. But I knew that things would never be the same for me. I was still interested in girls my age, but they couldn't hold a candle to the power Brenda and her mature feet had over me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I'd wake up in the morning craving he...
The mere sound of the door to the flat being closed behind her was sufficient stimulus to cause my cock to start to swell. The explanation was simple, I had learnt to associate this sound as a starter for fun, it indicated my roomie Catherine had left the flat to go to her work. It meant that I could sneak into her room and have a good rummage through her la...
Everyone's over 18 in this story and you shouldn't ever behave like the people in this work of fiction. This chapter also covers new kinks as a result of reader feedback, so let me know what you like (or don't) and I'll see what I can do! The next chapter is already half-written so should arrive soon (ish!) ***** Had anyone else been there, they'd have...
We're having a real cold snap. O.K., maybe up north nobody'd call it COLD, but for us down here it's about as cold as it gets. And we completely freak out about it too; stocking up on supplies as if a hurricane's coming, battening down hatches, taking plants off the balcony, running faucets on trickle overnight. Schools close, people leave work early. Nobod...
As much as I wanted nothing more than to go back to the shop and get some new ink, or even touch-up my current tattoos, life seemed to have different things in mind for little ol' me. First off, less than two months after my last 'appointment', I lost my job. It wouldn't have been so bad except I'd been there for several years and really hadn't considered...
Author's Note: This is the first story I have ever written, and I originally submitted it on another site. I wrote it when I was supposed to be studying for my exams. So.. yeah, I was half crazy on 5 cups of coffee when I wrote it. Anyways, let me know what you think about it. ***** Tap... Tap... Tap... The droplets materialize out of the faucet splattin...
[6 Years Earlier] It is lunchtime at middle school. 12-year-old Mac is sitting at one of the tables inside the cafeteria. Along with him is his small close group of buddies: 12-year-old David, who Mac has known since 2nd grade; 13-year-old Jesse, who was held back a grade (making him the oldest by a few months); and lastly, Phillip (the youngest, since h...
Working in a college town has its up and downs. In my line of work I get to get all kinds of people. Currently I work installing cable TV. Business is good in our city and I am always busy. Except for that Wednesday afternoon. I remember that day because it was the day I met Jennifer. She is a college freshman (second semester) and a beautiful 19 year old...