Alice McQuire was glad she had finally taken the initiative and called a realtor. The business of house hunting had been driving her batty, and Gerald, loving though he was, had been absolutely no help at all. She knew he wasn’t happy that his boss had be...
My name is Daniel, but everyone just calls me Dan for short. I'm a nineteen year old adolescent lad whose got pictures of topless models on his walls. I have this fascination with older women like, I think that Michelle Phieffer is hot even though she's i...
“I have a million things to do and the list is growing,” I thought to myself as I prepared for my interstate move. Between packing, cleaning and all the never ending chaos, life is just one continuous series of mishaps. Today, I was going to meet with Mar...
Yes, oh yes. I knew what to do. I had no idea what to do but my body did. It was like a barbaric instinct learned from hours of watching porn. Watching a man and sometimes a girl finger, lick, and pump their pelvis to an unbelievable orgasm. My friend, a...
I sat at the edge of the bed. She had gone to the bathroom to "freshen up." I tried to collect myself and piece together the feelings and what the fuck had just happened. She called me over because her son (my best friend), and her husband were away on va...
On Forest Lane a ghost resides, who in the darkness howls and cries. In moonless night he strolls outside, to find a victim for his plight. A careless soul he’ll bind and tow, into his basement down below. To use his soul for better or worse to find a way...
So there was I, at the Coyote Inn. It’s a small bar on the lonely streets of Bramville, and the only bar, Bramville can boast of. Bramville is a very small town and not many families live here. It is a home to those numerous men, who work in the nearby in...
I arrived at my aunt’s Fridayevening. I had been sent here by my mother to help my aunt move into her newhouse. My aunt is the mother of three girls and she is no longer married. So Iwasn’t surprised when she asked my mother if she could borrow me for the...
This story I’m about to tell you is a real one. My name is Ricardo and my story goes back to when I was 18 yo, an insignificant person, weird; rather a short guy, but strong. 1.68 tall. Those high school chicks claimed I was very unattractive… horrible,...
Only months after starting college, My brother, Jason, was killed in a car accident leaving me and Zeke alone to fend for ourselves. Zeke happened to be a roommate in the house we were all living in and was almost like a brother to me. Zeke and I had well...
After our closet episode Amber and I sneak back to study hall one at a time. First, I return to the room with five minutes to spare before the bell rang. I enter the room and immediately Mrs. Anderson begins to question me. "Where is your English homework...
