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Business is slow these day's. Greed in high places has caused a world wide recession. Were i live it is a mild recession, still, people have stopped projects as they are uncertain about their futures.[…]

Chapter 7 Facing off ∞ “Well, well, well,” Decker said as he entered the clearing. “If it isn’t li’l miss walking stick!” Tommy had started to try and figure out a way around entering their[…]

Darlene lie back in a nice warm bath, one leg dangling over the side, thinking pleasant thoughts as she slowly rubbed one off, just for the pleasure of it, a pleasure she’d been enjoying more[…]

Hello! Thank you for clicking on this story. A few notes: This is a setup for a larger series. This series will have a lot of plot once it truly gets rolling, so if you're[…]

The Truth About Nikki – pt9 – The Game of life Note: Again, I have changed the names of the men that I dated from the time that I moved to Seattle and thereafter. These[…]

My name is Ias, I’m 16 years old, have black hair, brown eyes, I live in New Orleans, LA, I’m 5 foot 9 and a very logistical thinker. I also love women; I don’t really[…]

She was riding her bike along the trail today it was so very hot she needed to be cooled down. She knew there was a small lake just up ahead since she had ridden this[…]

This story starts a year ago. My sister, Xandra (pronounce it like Scandra), who is a hot, 18 year old blonde with legs to kill for, always orders clothing on-line, every now and then we[…]

I called Marci giving her the address of an old abandoned warehouse I owned in Queens New York, I asked her to meet me there. The rap of her boot heels echoing off the concrete[…]

“Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.” Well, in her house, Kandy was the only one stirring. She was wide-awake because of back[…]

I was deep in the forest and it was getting dark, light was running scarce. Only my red cloak and hood shielded me from the fierce cold. There was a crackle behind me, I couldn’t[…]

One day a man with his georgian wife were having sex. The wife asked,why dontcha talk when we fuck? The husband replies,cause I just dont.Your hand in my mouth makes it hard to talk. The[…]

Authors note (PLEASE READ): this is one of the first stories I have ever written so please excuse me if my grammar is not up to par with most authors. I will continue to work[…]

I was out late at night on a Saturday. I had been at a nightclub with a few friends, and they were drunk. I was sober, I don't drink. (That's probably why they asked me[…]

Well all have had this thought for awhile and decided to put it to paper ,so to speak, and see what the rest of ya think. Nothing too taboo in this – check the tags[…]

Her white sheets are draped slightly over her thigh, contrasting with her light brown skin, covering her womanhood. Her tanned skin, trembling slightly, is covered in sweat as her delicate hand moves something down her[…]