Hi everyone, I have attempted a longer chapter with this one, despite being sorely tempted to cut it at about halfway. What can I say, I'm a short story writer. Thank you for your continued patience- I will get there eventually J I am about to get very busy and I'm not sure how much time I will have spare for writing. Be assured that I am finding time as m...
Guys, let me ask you one thing; have you ever met a woman who was so far out of your reach that you made no attempt to reach her? If you have you will understand exactly how I felt not fifteen minutes ago. She was several rungs higher up the corporate ladder than I, even more rungs up the social ladder than I, and light years higher up the ladder of personal...
Roger Coleman steered his car around the corner and continued to cruise the downtown streets. Roger did not cut a flattering picture; he was fat (not overweight, fat), his skin was bad and his interest in personal hygiene was not particularly strong. And he was unsavory in other ways too. For example, he had a strong interest in prostitutes. That was, in fac...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Introduction: Hey everyone, this is my entry for the 2016 Halloween contest. It's a tale loosely inspired by "Dracula", "The Woman in Black" and other horror tales. This story contains themes of Transgender Transformation and themes of mind control, if you are not into that kind of story it's probably best you don't read the rest. Also, I usually set my stor...
Author's Note 1: I'm not sure how my original idea of a super sexy fuck fest in Vegas turned into this love story, but it did and I like it. This is an immensely personal story for me for many reasons, and I hope that you enjoy it. The story switches POV by character - you can tell by the chapter. If you've read any of my other stores, you know that music pl...
You have lived in the same l cul de sacyour entire life. It's not a bad place to life, very much a part of suburban America. It's just not very exciting. You live in a large White House that looks the same as all the others on the street, probably a ploy by the developer to keep costs down. Every day you see the same boring neighbors, have the same boring ro...
CHAPTER 1 Dillon James is just your everyday loser. He'd not gone to college, still lived at home at the age of twenty-four and his job was selling men's shoes. He made time for himself by reading only the comic strips in the newspaper, loved to fish and his main intellectual activity was sitting on the bench outside the city art gallery talking to his pals...
Jean-Luc was a debonair Duke who lived within the sumptuous surroundings of a vast and sprawling estate. The opulent chateau itself had been within his family for many centuries and was left in his capable hands many years ago. Duke Jean-Luc was a sex fiend, there were no two ways about that. And due to the massive manhood he possessed between his muscular...
Jennifer turned at the knock on her door. "Can I come in?" Don Matthews asked, peering around the corner of the door, smiling at his daughter. "I've been waiting for you," she said, smiling at him. As he stepped full into the room, closing the door behind him, Jennifer turned, giving him the full view of her in her wedding gown and it took his breath away....