Chapter 8 The Second Storyteller Seven days later I arrived in Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania. The next morning I made three phone calls before confirming that a gentleman by the name of Burr actually did reside at the Middlebury Home of the Aged and that afternoon, just a few minutes before five, I found myself at the reception desk stating my case; a few shor...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
I wanted to grab a fucking bottle of vodka and chuck it. Or throw it. Or burn it. Extraordinary stress, huh? Yeah that is what I am feeling. Damn pissed off at Daniel. We had an argument last night about where we are headed and in the midst of it, he said we should part ways for a while. Part ways, my ass. I hate it when someone call quits to a relationsh...
The world is a lusty and ravenous whore. Her chewing us up and spitting us out can't be prevented. Nothing can keep her from sticking her fangs into the ripest of us and sucking us dry. She fattens us for her slaughter; enriches us, lets us drink heartily from her breast until we are so full enough of happiness and contentment, that, when she comes to finall...
1 Morning came all at once. Dr. Michaels screamed a stream of obscenities at the cell phone on the edge of the mattress that was chirping her awake just when she was finally basking in a true, deep sleep. She staggered out of bed and somehow managed to pee, wash her face, scrub her teeth, brush her hair into place, dress, pack up her papers, down a cup of...
An Affair Between Two Old Lovers – The Onset Timothy and I had known each other since college. He was always in love with me. I think he will always be in love with me to some degree. Here's the story. Timothy and I were both popular in college. We had the same friends, we were involved in sports and we were both high achievers. We knew what we wanted in...
"I can't believe it happened myself!" I said to Jack in self-amazement. "If it really is true, aren't you worried that you're out here on the road and your wife's back home with perhaps even more opportunity to do it again?" Jack was another computer techie like me, out on the road getting shit done for people who didn't have time or inclination to read t...
This is part of a longer story, written in November 2010 for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). The setting is an utterly misogynistic kingdom (in a roughly medieval time) where sex should only be pleasurable for a man, and any woman who enjoys the act is weak and scorned. Slavery is practiced. Long hair is a trait of whores and temptresses, so all ch...
Chapter 24 - Jason's Christmas Vacation Jason spent what he hoped would be his final Christmas vacation separated from Cecilia. As he rode with his father across the open lands of southern Wisconsin to their final destination in his wealthy neighborhood, he was able to reflect on how his first college semester had changed him. He thought about how much he...
Chapter 1: Isabel's Story I was told to write this part of the story. After all, I will be the bride, whether I like it or not. That might sound strange to you, about my indifference, but first of all I do not relish the idea of being buggered in front of 100 guests. Second, I really have no desire to get married. Miguel is no catch, and I can guarantee wi...