The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. I hope you have fun reading this little shortie. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne. * Madison was the sweet girl of the...
My father was a great man until Mom passed away. My mother died of cancer when I was six, my mother's death was hard on my father; he always felt that her death was some how his fault. My bedroom is quite small; the wallpaper is peeling down the walls leaving behind a lightly sticky yellow-orange residue. My older sister and I share a queen bed with superm...
This my first attempt at submitting a story here, it's not very long but is very hot! I encourage any and all feedback. * You were a very naughty girl at school today. You had turned 18 over the weekend and decided to flaunt yourself. You tied your uniform blouse under your ample breasts and left your bra at home. You also cut 4 inches off the hem of your...
Chapter 1: Hi guys, here's Jack and to introduce you to my story I'll have to warn you that there may be some more or less crazy fantasies in this story. This story is about me and my school. And the girls that were in this school, if you know what I mean... The boys in my class level including me actually had to fantasize a lot because... let's say our clas...
Before graduating from college, I faced a common dilemma: What am I going to do with the rest of my life. I knew that I wanted to go to graduate school, but I also wanted to work for a few years. At the same time, I wasn't interested in entering the business world. After discussing my "dilemma" with my brother, he suggested that I move west and look for a t...
A true story. Don't ask me why I am posting this because I am not entirely sure myself. But, the story is true and I certainly don't think it is typical. Whatever you think, be kind. Thanks, and hopefully you enjoy it... I was a little older than a lot of other boys when I lost my virginity. I had just turned 19 and I was commuting to college. As an aside,...
It's that time of the year again, when cold weather sinks in, and people start that old tradition of Christmas shopping. So many people stress out, not knowing what to buy, or who to buy for. And the fact that we are programmed that it is better to give, only adds to the stress. But not me, I enjoy giving, and even though I'm a college student on a tight bud...
"This was going to be fun," I said as I walked out the school. A tanned Brazilian-type with longer blonde hair, Jorge was a cute boy who reminded me of my first boyfriend in high school. I was eighteen in my fifth year, he was twenty in his seventh (still in high school after constantly failing classes), and actually, calling him my boyfriend would be a st...
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...
Chapter 6-The Companion Zoe awoke the next morning not remembering when or how she had fallen asleep. Glancing at her alarm clock she noted the time being thirty minutes after six o'clock in the morning. Even with a rudimentary estimation she deduced that she had slept for a minimum of thirteen hours. Usually when one sleeps for over half of an entire day t...