Mr. Stephen KingRural Road 1New Hampshire, USA Dear Mr. King, My friend Becky said she knew you and I entered this story contest but I didn't win anything so I thought I would send you my story. They didn't even give me any feed back. Could you please criticize it for me? By the way, I learned in my writing class that you should always edit a story before...
This is the sequel to "I Warned You." I hope you enjoyed it and didn't take it seriously. There is only a mention of sex in this story. I decided to keep it in the category of the first story for consistency. Please don't take either of these stories seriously. There is no permanent damage done to anyone. Just read and enjoy. ***** Payback For those of...
I recently received a couple of E-mails from some guy who seemed to be very concerned about whether I had ever had a real dick inside of me or only one attached to a strap-on. I would have answered him directly but since I delete most mail ASAP, I don't have his address. My recollection is that he is one of the Anal obsessed guys who think that because they...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
Hey, How's it going? Ever have one of those days when everything seems to go wrong? Yeah, me too. This one just seems to be the granddaddy of all of mine. Let me tell you about it. My name is Peter James Murphy lll, but everyone just calls me PJ. Had that nick since I was three. My Grandpa, Peter James Murphy the first, my Dad being the second, thought it w...
About a year ago I found a web site filled with erotic stories and since that day I have spent quite a few hours reading the stories. I have been quite impressed with the imagination of some of the writers. I read and enjoyed many of the stories, believing that nothing like the things they described actually happens in the real world. I was wrong. My wife...
The Office Normally I would have an assistant to help me, but since this was not just a Halloween patient but a special Halloween patient, I was going to do this by myself. I had everything ready well ahead of time. I had even prepared a complete set of "full-metal-jackets", which I had placed on her plaster model, underneath a cloth. After getting her set...
This is how the relationship with my Jane Russell fantasy ends. As I lay in our wet spot thinking about the future, stewing in my own juice, so to speak, I held Becky in my arms as she slept. The purr of her breathing washed pleasantly across my bare skin with each susurration. A feeling I didn't want to let go of, but had to. Her smell, our smell mixed tog...
The alcohol I drank earlier made me feel great. Usually when I drink I become funny and laugh. Tonight was different. I looked around the closet for something that could be used to teach the two women who got me fired from my job a harsh lesson on humility. I wasn't just giving them what they deserved for my sake, no. Those two fucked up bitches destroyed t...
This story is my contribution to the 2010 Halloween contest. I'd appreciate your vote and any comments you'd care to leave. Thank you. * Lizzie didn't really believe in vampires, although she was careful to always tuck a small gold cross into her pocket, just in case. Any paranormal activity in the old house was most probably explained by the creaks and g...