Middle america

All characters in this story are 18+ Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. My name is Jack and I was born in a small town in Kansas. My dad owned and ran his own store[…]

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Cottage 13 – part 1

This story is about a wife chooses to live out her sexual fantasy for anonymous forced sex, without her husband's knowledge. If you dislike this type of story, or someone who likes to make anonymous[…]

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Sara, part 2

The following morning proved to be remarkably normal. Too normal, in light of what had happened between Sara and Mark; and it worried him. It was a Saturday, and Mark's parents were up early as[…]

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Late work

I can feel hot breath escaping me as my labored, deep gasps slowly bring oxygen to my brain, revealing the environment around me, still blurry, and I try to view my surroundings, a burning pain[…]

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A short hop

My friend Bob called me on Tuesday and asked me to meet with his accountant Betsy. Apparently she was considering an offer to run accounting for some out of town firm and he felt I[…]

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Cheater

There was a knock on my front door in the evening time, and I was the only one home at the time, so I ignored it, I wasn't expecting anyone and my parents didn't like[…]

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A new tv

He really wasn't expecting anything out of the ordinary when he entered the sliding glass doors of his job. It was another boring Wednesday and as usual he had to open up shop. Fairly simple,[…]

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Susans curiosity

Sue leaned back in her chair relaxing, after yet another grueling day of school. Sue was a very pretty girl, but she had never made a real effort to get to know other girls, or[…]

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Vanish

Vanish One – Taken I had a hard time listening to what our tour guide was rambling on about as I blended into the back of our large, huddled mass. The only reason I agreed[…]

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Porcelana

The steam rose of his cup of coffee as he stirred his sugar in. Staring into the inky blackness his mind flitted between thoughts of which he wasn't sure. The thought of seeing her again[…]

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Butterscotch part 4

10:00 pm So there we both were on the London Underground; our faces luridly painted, our bodies clad in black satin and lace, in leather and tartan, in silver and steel. I had never looked[…]

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Sex education

A man boarded an airplane and took his seat. As he settled in, he glanced up and saw an unusually beautiful woman boarding the plane. He soon realized she was heading straight toward his seat.[…]

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Ugly duckling

Her name was Barbara, she lived not too far away from us across the railroad tracks in a shack of a home that her poor family rented. Barbara was an outcast, she attended school with[…]

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