The following story is not intended for people under 18 years of age. It should be considered NSFW. All persons described in the following story are 18 years of age, or older. If you are under 18, or you are considered a minor in your country, you are to stop reading now. **** It's spring time, so the pervasive aroma of orange blossoms saturates the very a...
I've hit the snooze button three times already. My alarm is going off again. I shift myself over to the side of the bed and give the clock a whack. The alarm stops. I pick up the clock and look at it. It's 8:58. John's leaving at 9, so I figure I should find him and say goodbye. I heft myself upwards and sit on the side of the bed. Getting up is kind of di...
The skinny white dog was painted mid jump on the blue oval sign. Five bullet holes had pierced it. The rim of the holes had the metal bent backward. Rust, tiny red-brown pigments, had eaten in between the remaining paint. The sign was small and flimsy, just a little something that someone had screwed to the roof without a bench. It was a vestige of human ci...
Hey all. All characters involved in sex are 18 or older. Because someone has tried to copy my work and post it online elsewhere, I must state my all my work is protected by copyright laws. That being said, I hope you enjoy. -- Emeris -- The smell of the fresh pine mixed with bullberries. The soft breeze that makes the trees talk. I can hear the grass whi...
She was naked; and horny. Lurching down the dusk-shrouded streets of Panama City, drifting away from the Interstate, she grappled with her own lust. Gazing at ther reflection in the sheen of a department store window, the shock, the awe impacted her again. Her hair was still the same auburn-red as ever, in a short, stylishly functional center-part; yet her u...
Time seems to fly working at the bar. How long have I worked here now? Ten years. It seems like yesterday when I came here looking for a job to get by on after the economic downturn and a sexual harassment accusation forced me from a decent career. "This was just going to be temporary, maybe a year or two, until things turned around," I told myself. Hitting...
"Are you ready?" He asked. He was Mr. White and he had been running, coordinating, stewarding and sweating over the Haunted House for every year since it began. He stood in front of the bleachers looking at the fifty or so people sitting in the first three rows. All were students at the college who had volunteered to help with the Halloween Haunted House fun...
Keri picked her blue running pants for today's workout. She labored around the track at the end of the workout and was pleased with the slight tingle of fatigue that she felt. It felt good. She also like the way that she felt wearing the stretchy blue nylon workout pants, capri style. "Rowie should see me now!" she giggled to herself as she finished the run...
***All characters are over 18*** "Great job, everyone! Let's do some stretches real quick and then we'll call it a day." The cheerleaders quickly lined up in the center of the field, obeying Coach Pennings. One by one, each girl sat down to stretch, carefully arranging their miniskirts on the grass, a long line of high school girls in skimpy cheerleading u...
Shelly was excited to finally be starting college. She had just finished a 4-hour drive from her home to the University of Texas at Austin. She had several scholarships to the school which would make her student loan debts very manageable. Her boyfriend, Chris, had already been here for 2 2 weeks for fall football camp. He was currently helping her move into...