Romance - Page 26


After The Santa Barbara Tournament After we got home I went straight to bed. The next few days were a complete blur. I was suspended for the next 4 games and from going to school for 5 days, and no practice. Well, for just the 5 days


On my birthday, she wasn't there. Maybe she had a late day at work But then she didn't come home at all. Its been almost two years since I last saw Salem. My name is Justin Teller, I'm the greatest punk Guitarist for the best Punk Revival Band of our time Fatal Flaw
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am writing the this story on sexstories.com because this website is my favorite of all the online erotica sites I have encountered. Unfortunately, I believe that I will have to move the story to another site eventually


Chapter One I had moved to a house just three blocks off of the Pacific Ocean. At the end of the cul-de-sac, a trail led downward to the edge of a cliff overlooking the water
My body began to stir, piece by piece, my brain was throwing back on all the switches, though it was my ears that came on first, and this is what I heard: “..
“Driving Miss Daisy” >>>>>> I first met Daisy while a graduate student in college. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that she met me as she was the dominant driving force through most of our relationship
FIRST OF ALL-Sorry for being months behind guys. I’ve had my senior year being a hassle for me. Not to mention college applications and university tours around the country
The Year 13 Deirdre's Story: I had to go into town to pick up something at the drugstore, so I grabbed Emma to go along for the ride. We have a rule in our house: no parent goes anywhere without being accompanied by an eKid. There have been rumblings over the years about us



I made this story for someone who requested a 'emotional' story. Failing that, I came up with this. this is an adaptation of a work by Koyaanisqatsi. The last paragraph won't be understood unless you read The Champion's Companion Ch.10 at the very least
It starts the same way. Standing in my living room with the phone ringing. Around me, walls rip away, frames are sucked into the sky, the ground cracks, everything is chaos, and yet, there was no sound apart from that damn ringing
Thank you all for reading my stories up to this point I hope you enjoy this one as well. For those of your who don't read the tags there is NO SEX in this chapter so if that is what you are looking for stop reading here


Chapter 1 I’m Brandon. I was 36 when this took place a few years back. At the time I was married. 12 years to be exact. Like any married couple, we had our good times and bad. We lived outside of Pittsburgh at the time. I work for a food production company
Thanks Fiction, Romance, Incest Sitting on his stomach I was surprised as to how far I had to spread me legs apart just to get my knees to touch the bed on either side of him. It almost felt like I was doing a split
Now its 3 month from the last time i talk with her.Its painful and hard to accept.we had a beautiful relationship,why these happens to us.All these thoughts are running i my mind,one popup goes and another popup comes



In order to fully understand my story, you need to first know a couple of things about me. My name’s Alex, I’m about 6ft 2, dark red hair, pale skin, and average weight. I’m not all that hot, after all, I’m technically a ginger, but I’m not ugly