Thank you loyal followers and welcome new readers. If you like what you read please VOTE and COMMENT. I love to know the stories are appreciated. All characters are over 18 years of age. All players are consenting adults. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - THE BEACH BOY Max had been walking for hours... well technically he'd been walking for we...
Megyn never considered herself to be a bad person. The 27-year-old brunette just had some bad luck is all. From jobs not working out, to friends taking advantage of her kindness she just seemed to be in trouble with the law. Nothing violent mind you, a petty theft here, a breaking and entering there. It was never meant to turn into a life of crime, just a...
This story is the eighth in a series. I strongly recommend reading the prior chapters first to put this in context. I intended to leave Amanda and Harry forever in college. However, a reader asked me to continue their story. When I started this, my intention was to wrap up the story of the Turners and the Stones in this chapter. Amanda and Harry have persuad...
OK. I got a message from a reader complaining that I was always doing Burn the Bitch stories and never a Burn the Bastard story. I actually did a Burn the Bastard, but it was the guy's daughter that burned him, so they put it the Incest category, even though I submitted it for Loving Wives.. For those interested, read Burning Doug. The reality is that Burnin...
ONE "Hi hon," Sophie says as she slips into the passenger's seat, brown curls flashing in the late afternoon sun. I watch her settle herself in - God, she was so sexy in her navy pin-stripe business suit. "Hey girl." I lean over and give her a peck on the cheek and she smiles as she pulls away, eyes dancing, and fastens her seatbelt. As I ease away from he...
-14- The rest of the night with Sam was spent planning out our business adventure. We spent an hour or so researching how to go about even starting a porn website. We both knew from our limited experience that when you signed up for a site you would go through a billing service. So we figured that the service would take a percentage for their part and offer...
My story actually begins with a ballet teacher named Ms. Mixon. I was never interested in ballet, however my mother insisted that I learn, so she sent me to classes for six years. My mother hoped that; if she forced me to go; eventually I would learn to love the ballet. It was a bold plan, but one that failed. After six years of stretching, foot positions,...
Kneeling Before Peter The silence was excruciating. For the longest time Peter didn't say anything. He just stood there while I knelt before him. I kept my head bowed, my eyes on his feet. I wanted him to say something, anything, just to hear his voice. But he didn't say a word. I wanted to know what he thought, what he felt. What did he think, seeing me k...
(Author's Note: All characters, whether described as such or not, are all over 18 years of age. This is a continuing series of fantasies harbored since my own high school years. I welcome any and all feedback. It's why I write! Enjoy.) Chapter 04: Miss Fisher "Mr. Thomas? Would you stay after class please?" Lounged in the back of his sixth period Social...
This is the follow-up to 'Jenny' & 'Mike': Date Night, so if you haven't read that story, I would suggest that you do read it. This story idea is just sort latched itself into my brain and it's all I can think of right now. So I find it best to continue writing this series as back to back. Note: Thanks to shyone245, ckquail, CJ_ED for editing this stor...