It must've been cruel fate that Claire Winters was born in the small town of Podunk. Podunk was not ironically named, even if its settlers had intended it to be. Or maybe it wasn't. Maybe "Podunk" was the name of the town's founder. Claire didn't know. She never really researched into the history of the founding of her birthplace. She did know this: This pla...
Author's Note: Fourteen days! I have reached my pace goal!! I have finally discovered a way of writing that allows me to get chapters written up in a reasonable amount of time! Now that I've hit this mark, I will be looking to stay consistent with this pace and my new writing regimen! This chapter was a doozy to write, as it took me in directions and ideas...
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©2020 Sal De Klerk & AndreaSubbie, All Rights Reserved Contributing Author CarnivalBarker Edited by ElmerStud Final Edit June 2020 Authors Note: This is a National Nude Day Contest entry. I found the premise for this story posted in a story idea forum. Warning: This story contains adult content including ENF, CFNF, CMNF, BDSM, exhibitionism, voyeuris...
All names, characters, situations and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Copyright blablabla... **************************************************************** Sweet dreams are made of thisWho am I to disagree? I travel the worldAnd the seven seas, Everybody's looki...
................................................. He actually waited four days before he called. Two days longer than I thought. I listened as his smarmy voice oozed through the phone. "Tom, Tom, please be reasonable. I'm sure we can work out an agreement we're all happy with. Why don't you come by the office, we'll sit and discuss it like reasonable men."...
Chapter 24 On Monday morning, I was racing to my locker after English and before Astronomy to switch my books. Getting rid of Moby Dick alone would improve my posture for the rest of the morning. I quickly dialed the combination and jerked the locker open, only to have it slam close again. Tommy Narburg was standing right next to me. The locker door had app...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This chapter is the final of this series, but it is long. I normally would have split this up into two more chapters to make each one quicker reads, but I sense that most of you would like a conclusion to this here and now. So, I stuffed it all into this chapter. I want to thank all of you who were patient with me during this story. I also...
I'd like to thank QHML1 for inviting me to participate in the Welcome to the New World story event. When you have a chance, please take a look at some of the other event submissions. Writers more talented than I have entered stories that I look forward to enjoying. The Peasants are Revolting She was overwhelmed by his cologne and personal scent as he pushe...
A heartfelt thank you to my editors Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for their unvaluable hard work and insight, you guys are the best! DESTROYER Tommy Balagan was six when he discovered he was color blind. He lived in a world painted in shades of brown, bronze, blue and beige. His Dad, Carl caught him eating moldy party food leftovers and took him to a clinic;...