On the day after Marianne ran out of my apartment, I called and left her a brief message at home, reminding her that I would be away for the next four days, through the weekend, at a conference in Atlanta. I was friendly, but I didn't offer any sympathy for the night before. Actually, I was looking forward to getting away for a couple of days. While at some...
A woman looking for fame and fortune, gets green acres and farm life instead. * Once her favorite holiday, Audrey now dreaded Valentine's Day. Normally an early shopper, with Valentine's Day looming closer, in the way of a painful toothache, she hadn't even yet bought her husband a Valentine's Day card. Every time she was in the mood to look at Valentine's...
(Moderator's Note: This story is a submission to the first Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on June 22nd, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each of the stories in this challenge are centered around the common theme of the main character being an author who the...
*~A fair warning, this story has some SJW (social justice warrior) scenes it in. If you don't like things too political or liberal then I suggest you move on because unfortunately this isn't the story for you. For the one's who stay, I hope you enjoy. And feel free to give constructive criticism.~* Tired, I walk into my new empty house a little after two in...
BIRDS CHIRPED AND sang their pretty songs outside the mudbrick cottage's window. Morning dew sparkled in a rainbow of colors on the leaves of herbs and plants arranged in neat rows. The beds of the small garden, enclosed by low waddle fencing, were lovingly tended. Bushes heavy with berries flanked the gate, the home's doorway and windows. There was a beehiv...
Author's Note: Phew! I seem to have drawn a little bit of vitriol with that last chapter! I guess that means I've either attracted the notice of the good ol' internet trolls, or people just feel quite strongly about what's been going on in the plot. All snark aside, I want to extend an enormous thank-you to everyone who has taken the time to vote and comme...
Shane and Carmen: The Novelization Chapter 15 Come Back Shane, Mother Wants You On the alternate weekends that they were in town and at home, Shane and Carmen attended the Sunday morning brunch services at The Planet, the one time during the week when all the Friends gathered together in fellowship to share gossip, catch up with each other, commiserate, tr...
"I can explain..." I was standing in a French Maid outfit, with a sissy's cum still dripping from my chin because as usual she missed a spot, and I had just been caught bent over a desk getting pounded from behind...all I needed to make it the perfect shit storm was for Dale to notice my cock was stick disturbingly hard in my panties for some mind boggling r...
You probably don’t want to read further if you are looking for graphic depiction of sex acts. If you’re looking for graphic depiction of ideas, enjoy. I am not a stupid man. No doubt many of you will disagree when you understand the situation in which I found myself. I had the hubris to believe that I was perceptive and insightful. Had this been true, thing...
Max should have known this vacation was too good to be true. He kicked his tennis shoes against the trunk of a fat old tree to get some of the dried mud off. Interdimensional travel packages were new, and never this cheap. Guess he got what he paid for, lost out in the middle of the sticks, his guide having not shown up yet. He checked the clock on his smart...