As an old man, in my seventies, who has been given the nod by my doctors that my days are numbered, I spend a lot of time looking back at my life. Recalling what I have done and achieved. Regretting the things I should have done and did not do. I do not suppose for … Read more
Eric: It was almost like deja vu; it was a Saturday night and I was still spending my evening watching a movie on TV while my sister Jenny was out on a date. But this time it was different; it was her graduation dance. I had graduated high school a year before and had just … Read more
Hey everyone, I’m going to start casually uploading stories again, starting with this one about my best friend. This will have multiple parts. Anonyboi —————– “God damn he’s so cute.” I thought to myself. My best friend Alex was seated in front of me in my English class. At 18 years old, I’m 5 foot … Read more
Large family gatherings were pretty common occurrences when I was a child. My Dad had several siblings each with their own kids and while the grown ups chatted over lunch the cousins would play together. One of my Dad’s siblings had daughters similar ages to me and my sister, the rest of the cousins were … Read more
Tawni’s Story Chapter 1 – A Pleasant Morning ‘I’m awake. ‘ ‘Where am I? ‘ ‘What happened last night? ‘ ‘Why do I smell like sex and alcohol?’ ‘Oh, no. Did I go home with someone last night? ‘ This room doesn’t look familiar. I’d never have drapes like that and this bed feels way … Read more
Chapter 1 It was a normal Saturday afternoon for Blake Carson. Since his divorce was finalized a few years ago, he mostly kept to himself in the house he once shared with his now ex-wife. He was lucky that she left him for someone with more money, so she didn’t ask for everything under the … Read more
PART 1: Hank Stenson was a very wealthy businessman, so wealthy in fact that he didn’t even need to work anymore. He could oversee his company from home, occasionally holding video conference calls with his executives from his lounge in his mansion. His home was a fourteen bedroom monstrosity in rural Colorado. It had a … Read more
Several months had passed since that shocking night in the kitchen when Kyle had taken Nicole on the family table. In that time, Kyle had transformed. He now attended high school regularly, blending in far better than anyone expected. His superhuman mind absorbed social cues at lightning speed — he could hold conversations, crack jokes, … Read more
Their family Sunday dinner done, Samantha turned to her brother and asked “Andy, would you mind driving me back to the residence?” Sam was a student nurse at St. Vincent’s and even though she lived in the same city she, as with all the other student nurses, was required to live in residence “so they … Read more
“Your Mom and I had a threesome last week” Dad said. “But she’s jealous that I got to have sex with another woman and now she wants to have a sex with a man.” I was in shock! My Dad came to my bedroom a few seconds ago saying he wanted to talk to me … Read more
I yawned as I stepped through the door to the house, tossing my wallet and keys on the side table, rolling my shoulders and tilting my head side to side. I really hate parent-teacher nights; the parents you actually need to talk to never show up, and the ones who do always end up wasting … Read more
This story takes place in summer of 2007, and was 16 years old. I never had alot of friends in high school, and was still a virgin. I was always so horny, I’d get random erections at school and would even masturbate in the bathroom sometimes. The few friends I had weren’t really that close … Read more
Fbailey story number 693 Full House Vacuum Mom was so happy when Dad and I installed the “Full House Vacuum System” with the extra strong pump. With an outlet in every room in the house all she needed to do was carry a long hose around with the proper attachment. Mom loved it because it … Read more
That Monday morning, the schoolyard was buzzing with gossip. Wherever I looked, I saw kids whispering, reacting wide-eyed, and guffawing. I turned to a friend and asked what was happening. I could hardly believe the answer. On the weekend a group of boys and girls from our class had met at the Gulch and, well, … Read more
A storm system had moved in late yesterday. San Diego’s revered sunny skies and temperate climate had given way to a constant chilly, gray drizzle. It was the perfect weather to share a nice, hot cup of coffee with someone. I found a street parking spot, and then dashed through the puddles towards the Starbucks. … Read more
I was finally able to close the book on a particularly stressful week, sighing gratefully as I stepped through my front door to the sound of pop music and girlish giggling coming from the kitchen. The music, I could live without; I’m more of a rock and metal guy, myself. But was there any sweeter … Read more
Fbailey story number 707 The Restaurant’s Glass Tables My mother fixed me up with a weekend job. It was to keep me off the streets as much as it was to provide me with spending money. That way I wasn’t bumming money off my mother constantly. I only worked on Saturday and Sunday but that … Read more
As a child of the 70s, I was the offspring of two hippy parents. They were open about things like sex, drugs, and alcohol. They listened to John Denver and Joan Baez on the 8-track player. My sister, Nancy, who was three years younger than me, followed me around like a puppy. We got along … Read more
Involuntary Patriarch ———————————————— Raddo had just turned 19. He was the youngest son of the family and already a disappointment to his father. His other brothers had moved out and gotten jobs at fathers workshop years before they turned 18. His dad had a mechanics workshop, fixing cars, refrigerators and all kinds of appliances. Raddo … Read more
The week stretched like a wound refusing to scab over. Days bled into each other with a sickening sameness, mornings spent scrubbing my skin raw in the shower, afternoons staring blankly at spreadsheets until the numbers dissolved into meaningless pixels. My keyboard collected a fine layer of coffee droplets where I’d zone out mid-sip, the … Read more
