This story has been very stubborn about being born. I published a part of it some weeks ago, just to find I had to change things around and had to withdraw it. Well, finally, this is it. If you have read a few of my stories, you may have noticed that they take place I the same city (basically my hometown Örebro) and that people from other stories tend to po...
AUTHOR'S Warning: This chapter introduces a sex scene unlike any other in the TSS world that I have created. Some of you may find it disturbing, due to the incest. I'll warn you now, this WILL NOT be a major theme in this book. You can stop reading before the sex scene, and not miss much as far as story goes. If this subject bothers you, please understand th...
I'd love to have your FEEDBACK or COMMENTS on what you like and what you don't. It's knowing that someone actually reads my work that inspires me to keep writing. After submitting the original two part story I am adding chapters because all the feedback I received said you were waiting for the next installment! Chapter 04: Patty After working my night shif...
Ben's Story I got home from work around 6 on the Wednesday night of our first week living there and my darling wife Susan greeted me with the news that we had been invited to a party this coming Saturday night. My first reaction was, "Who would invite us, nobody knows us here yet?" You see, Susan and I had just taken the plunge and uprooted from our ol...
I was walking in a field, the cool grass crushed softly between my toes, the sun warm on my skin, the smells of spring were in the air and every deep breath I took filled my lungs with the promise of a fresh start and new hope. The sky was a flawless blue and looked clear enough to take a swim in. Everywhere I turned, all I could see was endless rows of roll...
AUTHOR'S NOTE #1: WARNING! This is neither a BTB nor a RAAC story. All keyboard commandos should probably stop reading here; there are other very good stories submitted by some fine writers available. If you enjoy a plausible story keep reading. If you think no story could possibly end like this, I know at least one man who would beg to differ. Constructive...
Introduction You've read the stories, I'm sure. The young guy who is rather 'girly,' doesn't like sports, plays with the girls, likes to dress up in his sister's clothes, and so on, and so on. Jason wasn't like that, not really. This is his story. It really begins when he is at University. Jason Harding was a decent athlete. More than decent, it's fair t...
By Jedd Clampett Preface: There's an old story out there somewhere in which a husband finds his wife's diary, and makes the unforgettable discovery that ruins his marriage and life. The story below has nothing to do with that one. I got the idea for this from an old song by a recording group called "Bread". One the other hand, if we consider storytelling,...
Prologue Buenos Aries, Argentina, September 7,1935, 12:00 Midnight She pressed his head close, into the valley formed by her breasts. Her nipples rose to stiff peaks, as his warm breath swirled around them. She felt his firm, male hardness slipping between the moistening folds of her sex. With one hand, she positioned him, while the fingers of her other h...
CHAPTER 1 Dick coughed and spat a disgusting blob of greenish mucus, missing my boot by a bare inch. "This is it, pardner!" I was stunned beyond words. My eyes searched the old, rotting house standing in front of me. Window shutters, once obviously night sky blue now faded, were hanging off as if the place itself had just been beaten by a hurricane. The si...