4 years ago
Note: The following is purely fictional. Any similarity to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. VIS- A-VIS The noise was deafening. The occasional muffled screams somewhere distant were even more frightful. There were over fifty of us in a room twenty by twenty with five long rows of narrow wooden benches toward the center. Some of the other women were standing at the bars. Others were asleep on the...
1 year ago
I was forty-eight years old and working as a mid-level marketing manager in an oil company in Houston at the time of this story. Our company sponsored a bowling league, and there was enough interest in bowling that there were a total of ten four-man teams, each representing a different department. One of my good friends and coworker, Jason Fuller, was on the men’s team from our department, but I never had much of an interest in bowling, so I never tried out for the team.Jason is my age and a...
Bisexual
3 years ago
One of my passions, is masturbating in public. Not in the exhibitionist kind of way, where the goal is to show off - I don't do much of that. My thing is to cum, or keep myself just on the edge, in public situations. I've been doing this since I was a teenager and it definitely hasn't lost it's thrill. Ever since I discovered that I could wear a vibrator (my current favorite is/was a little blue dolphin) under my slacks, I've had some amazing orgasms in some really crowded spots. I often...
Masturbation
3 years ago
The ships in the harbour danced in the tropical heat. She was looking at them through the narrow slit in the dungeon wall, wishing she could sail away on one of them. A heavy chain leading to her shackles declared it highly unlikely. A key rattled in the lock of the dungeon door. She hoped and prayed it was him. Tommy burst through the door and Michelle cried with relief. His bulging arms grabbed her chain and he snapped it like a twig. She was free at last. They embraced passionately their...
2 years ago
FOR SALE By Charles E. Campbell with all due thanks and respect to ss, who put the thoughtsfor this short story in my head, and because she is a is a true and constant inspiration to me. Thank you! This story is copyrighted by me, [email protected]. Noportion of this story may be reprinted or reproduced electronically withoutthe express written consent of the author. This is a work of fiction, derivingfrom the minds of two consenting adults. I awoke slowly; very, very slowly. The...
4 years ago
Episode 2 John turned the pages until he found the instructions that said: Hello John (This part with my name came underline, it shows that I had already written the rules before choosing me), surely now you have a million questions, I did this section to be able to answer some, first, now you must answer To Valerie Baker's name, this includes "Val and Vale" which they usually say for shorter. Right now you have a blank check, yesterday that was the first day of school I pretended...
2 years ago
A Sudden Turn Of Events It sounded so simple. All I had to do was spend a degree of time with him as his companion - his 'female' companion at least that was the plan. A facade maybe, but one that would project a convincing enough image of being his attractively dressed, feminine partner and a woman on his arm. He wanted the vision of an ideal housewife, a homemaker and as an added bonus, if at all possible, someone who could maybe even fill in as his secretary! This role wasn't...
3 years ago
1. Summer in Ridgewick was hazy and idyllic. The city had the down-home atmosphere of a Norman Rockwell print; a sleepy patchwork of tree-lined avenues and painfully green lawns. The streets droned with cicadas and the ponds with dragonflies, their streamlined bodies glittering like emeralds in the morning sun. Its picket-fence suburbs were perhaps the most American of the regional townships. On a fine, clear day, you could smell the heady aroma of apple pie drifting down the sidewalk;...
2 years ago
His name was Juan Cerveza de la Noche. At different points in his life, he was an elite soldier for his king, a mercenary, a pirate, and most recently, a bodyguard. This night, he was a fugitive. Had a soul asked him what his crime was, he would have smiled and said, "My crime? She was passion." Namely, Lord Redlen of Sudhoff wanted to kill him for the untimely deflowering of his daughter. Juan crouched amid the pews of the ruined chapel. He moved like a fox, slinking between the long,...
3 years ago
The four of us sat around the campfire on a couple of logs. We were far enough back into the woods that no other lights showed anywhere except the twinkling stars and the full October moon - the Hunter's moon. Now and then the fast moving clouds would alternately hide and then frame the lunar globe. "Ghostly galleons, tempest tossed..." Tom had his arm around my shoulders and Ron had his around my sister. It was perfect weather for Halloween. Temperature in the lower sixties. Just cool...
2 years ago
Everyone who has been bullied dreams that, when they leave high school, everything will change. Everyone lives in hope and likes feel good stories where the nerd gets the girl in the end. As we say at Victims Anonymous, “My name’s Sam, and here’s my story”: My last year at high school was a shit year. I wasn’t popular to begin with, wasn’t good looking, wasn’t trendy, had zits. And on top of that, I had lots of shit happen in my life, all in that same year. My mum walked out. Well, it felt...
1 year ago
Copyright ©1999 I am a predator most men won't say that but many are of vulnerable mature women, I don't hide the fact. My hunting grounds are shopping centres, where I have found lonely older women go just to be close to people. You see them sitting in the cafés, sipping at a cup of coffee for hours, or on the numerous benches spread throughout the centre. If one is reasonably dressed and presentable, it's easy to start up a conversation. I never ask their full names or ever give mine....
2 years ago
Fareed Khomeni’s face turned red and he glared at Oscar angrily. Fareed was a student of Mullah Farzin bin Saud and had been assigned to teach the basics of Islam to Oscar. Oscar had expected someone his own age, but Fareed was nearly sixty years of age. It turned out that Fareed was being groomed to take over the position held by Mullah Farzin bin Saud. “You are impossible,” Fareed declared. He glared at Oscar and added, “You have no respect for the word of God!” Oscar watched Fareed...
2 years ago
I don't know where the time went, but before I knew it Christmas was just around the corner. Christmas in our house was more about the traditions, the decorations, and the religious significance of the day, than it was about presents. Jack and I always received underwear and socks, maybe a shirt or two. Things that we really needed. Mom and Dad would get something for the house. It wasn't like the scenes from "A Christmas Carol" but it was close. We never seemed to notice or care. On...
3 years ago
San Jose, California March 3, 2008 School had let out for the day nearly an hour before and all of the children had long since departed the campus, picked up by their parents, or by the school bus, or by one of the day care vans. The administration office was still open, however, and about half of the teachers assigned to Ronald Reagan Elementary were inside, filing paperwork or preparing their next day's lesson plans. Annie Frazier-who taught third grade-was one such teacher. She sat at...