"How'd it go?" "Fine. I didn't miss anybody and I didn't break any windows and I only had to retrieve one paper from a garden. It ain't rocket science, ya know." My friend Larry grinned and handed me a pair of pliers. It was the summer I turned nineteen. I was in the backyard of my folks home repairing my little sister's bicycle. I'd just started my new te...
CHAPTER 6 -- THE OLD MAN'S WIDOW Barbeque sauce ran down my chin as I devoured my second beef barbeque sandwich. I sat alone at a table on the patio at Vern's Brisket and Vine. The sign hanging over the eatery, however, had been replaced with a new sign that read Sally's BBQ. Beneath the lettering was a profile of a hogtied naked woman wearing a ball-gag. O...
Amanda Quinn's life was a simple equation. Unfulfilled potential multiplied by an empty wallet, divided by a bunch of unpaid bills; bills that were strewn across her mini-studio; the one that offered a fabulous view of fifty-seventh street; the walls painted a pristine shade of white; the floors sanded to perfection, stinking of Murphy's Oil Soap. "Bills,"...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date. This story could appear in a number...
An sadomasochistic, erotic story in the first person where Deepak Kumar lured a girl he knows into a kind of erotic torture chamber, called "The Snuggery", in his house, and takes considerable pride in meticulously planned Sex which is described in minute detail that will awaken any woman's sexual passions Most of the story takes place in a room in a house...
The room smelled like stale cigarette smoke and sweat. It was potent. There were hookers of every flavor in the room, waiting for their next sixty-minute romance. And all of them had a nose for fresh meat. A black woman with light brown skin and a pierced nose propositioned me. Then there was the Oriental woman with hot pink hair and no breasts. And the girl...
"Nikki Abigail Conner." A guard shouted. His name was Garcia according to name tag pinned over his left breast pocket below the gold badge marking him as an officer of the law. A black tie hung from the otherwise white dress shirt doing little to flatter his middle aged body. Like the majority of the guards there was a lecherous grin on his lips as he looked...
As Gabrielle pulled into her driveway, she could not help but be almost overwhelmed with tears. Not more than three months ago the place was little more than an empty house with a For Sale sign out front. Now as she turned off the ignition and looked up through the vast expanse of glass of the front windshield, she could see her husband, toiling away on the...
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...
Author's note: It's been a while since I posted a story, so I hope this gets the ball rolling again. This chapter sets up the story, but there's also some sex at the end of the chapter. Thanks for reading, sk11. * Tom walked into the classroom and immediately froze in his tracks. All around him, students were quietly seated at their desks, each of them wi...