Hey everyone, this is my first story. It's not finished yet, but interactive stories are never really finished anyway so I figured I'd publish it now and add more and more to it later on when I get time. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy what exists of it so far. To all the writers who are reading this, please feel free to add more to the story yourself. You...
This started as a completely different story, involving a bad decision that destroys a marriage. Then, as I was writing it, I had a friend who almost did something drastic and it got me thinking about depression. Too much, as it turns out, so now I'm dumping it in Non-Erotic. Thanks to that person who helped so much, but asked not to be named. ***** May 5...
This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't approve of these behaviors and you still read on anyway the...
I heard the door open behind me, "Hey hone—" Milo looked up. "Hey. How was your nap?" A pause, "Fine...what are you two doing?" I looked at Milo's penis, still wet and hanging out of his jeans. Milo walked toward the door. "I was just letting her watch." "I see," Julia said. I stood up and finished putting my things together. "I really should go," I sa...
Saturday, 12:31am Tabitha's door didn't so much open as it exploded off of its hinges. The doorstop mounted on her wall caught it and sent it bouncing back to hit a leather-jacket-clad shoulder. The owner of that shoulder let out a muffled growl in response. He roughly repositioned the woman in his arms and swung the door behind them, only just managing t...
The weekend had flown by, she thought looking at the calendar. Megan had called Saturday telling her she'd be driving down the following Saturday if it was still okay, having cleared it with Caydn she was excited at the thought of seeing her, the two of them spending some time gossiping and visiting. She had finished her outfit other than the hem since she...
This is the final chapter of my first ever attempt at writing. I appreciate all of the comments I received, even the negative. I made many mistakes and I learned from all of the input. I'll try again soon. You are the best audience a new writer can have. Thanks Thecelt Jennifer. After dad left, I sat at the table and tried to make sense of all that I had...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * Revised, Rewritten, and Continued from Chapter 04: It had been an unseasonably mild, spring day and the Esplanade was filled with people sunbathing along the Charles River and trying to rush the season by squeezing in their activities in the late afternoon before darkness fell. With her gaze hypnotically tran...
11. "I'm going to be completely straight with you, Jack." "Don't worry... I promise I won't tell anyone." It produced the faintest of smirks on the lips of my accountant, but Davy Slack didn't react at all; in fact, I would probably describe his demeanour as 'grim.' "I've represented you for a long time, Jack," he growled, "and I've done it to the very b...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....