Part One Where is that Bitch Hiding I'm Charles. A car rammed our car at a stop sign. My wife got whiplash, I got Post Traumatic Stress Disorder among other things; luckily our daughter and son was not with us at the time. The PTSD really fucked with my head. Subtle changes in personality occurred. Psyche traits that were minimally acted upon became promin...
This is a work of fiction, and is the first in a projected series of stories taking place within the walls of De la Dia Manor. This first entry will take a bit of reading to set everything up, so if you're looking for a quick come this may not be for you. I really appreciate feedback, and thanks for reading! Chapter 1: The Job Hunt "Four... thirty-eight......
Cigarette smoke seared Stacey's lungs. Her heart ached, her body burned, and she knew what she was about to do was wrong. Screw it. It's over. She toggled from photo to video and hoped the cell wouldn't cut off mid-way. "Got it?" "Yeah." Turning around, she bumped into Matt's protruding cock. "Jesus." The thing was a monster. Her legs wobbled. Mouth...
"Shh!" Callie hissed. "Don't tell the whole world, Junebug!" "Don't call me that," Junie said automatically. Junie hated her real name. Her parents had been some sort of late-nineties version of hippies, and they still were, really. They ran a small organic and vegan bakery downtown. Callie's friend had put up with her name through elementary school, but b...
I'm Delilah (most people call me Del). Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm 18 years old with red hair and brown eyes. I stand about 5'4" tall and weigh 110 lbs. My tits are small, about 34B, but my nipples are real pointy and sensitive. I trim my pussy, but still have a good bit of naturally red hair. I look forward to Sundays ALL WEEK and I had the m...
Since I still haven't had time to finish anything new (which is frustrating as I have plenty of ideas in my head), I figured it was time to raid the back catalogue again. This story was first written (and posted elsewhere) in December 2010. This story isn't as accessible as others I have posted here, and it may not go down so well with women readers, as it i...
I was in a variety of relationships, before I met my future wife, and was in a few relationships, during the time we were seriously dating. The last two women in my life, before the engagement, were very open sexually and had additional people join us in our bed on multiple occasions. I was never able to convince my wife-to-be to engage in sex of this type,...
I was a nineteen year old guy fresh out of high school and facing a possible ten year prison sentence due to my involvement in a mugging last July. It was now October and the court system seemed to be taking its time to go through the arraignment and pre-trial process. If I were to say the thought of prison didn't scare me I would be lying. In fact I was so...
My name is Lois Prince. My husband John and I have lived in this town all our lives. I can tell you about every store and every house, and who lives there. Even though this is the county seat, there aren't more than 2500 people living here. There is a historic old courthouse, built almost a hundred years ago, with the rest of the town laid out in a grid arou...
Linda is an old friend of mine. We grew up together and dated some when we were in high school. We dated for a while in high school. As far as sex goes we never did much in high school. Just some very heavy petting. I asked her to my prom but she had already accepted my classmate David's invitation. We drifted apart. After high school graduation I went to th...