In Chapter 1, Sanjana, an Indian student studying in the UK is heartbroken by her long-term boyfriend Vivek. He claims she is too uptight as she doesn’t let him have sex with her. Sanjana’s friend Savni invites her out with her friends Imran and Enok. A Pakistani and a Nigerian guy respectively. Imran is shy
My husband Phil and I met in High School over twenty years ago. God that sounds like a long time, but for the most part the years were good. We’d managed to raise two sons and a daughter who turned out pretty well. Phil had a bit of a pooch from a few too many
I knew immediately that Alisa wasn’t kidding when Charlotte said that she had been abused. She had been able to move all of her belongings into Alisa’s room in a single cardboard box. When I asked her if she wanted to stay somewhere else, she refused with a shake of her head. “Alisa… invited me
Ding Dong Quack Quack Quack!”Steven!” Emily shouts to the office, “What the fuck did you do to the doorbell?”She starts laughing, and Steve laughs back, “Just for you, sweetie. Here. Lemme fix it. Who is it?”Em has walked into the foyer and is checking the monitor by the door, announcing back to Steve, “Tom and
This was a commissioned story by one of my friends. I hope you like. It was as if my whole world had collapsed from under me. I had gone from being a happy 18 year old girl who was loved and cared for by her parents to being alone in the world. I replay that
This story follows the central theme that permeates most of my stories, m/m/f with bi activity. There is also f/f play in this one. As with many of my adventurous tales, much of this one is based on an actual occurrence. Also, I was motivated by numerous emails I’ve received in support of m/m/f stories.
Disclaimer from the author: Every character in this story is eighteen years or older, and they are all fictional characters, any resemblance to persons living, or dead, is merely coincidental, and the events of this story are entirely fictional. An old friend of mine was getting married and I got invited to his bachelor party
Thanks to Oldbroad76 for editing. Tommy was dressed in blue jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black hoody. As he opened the door to the restaurant, he noted how sweaty his hands felt. This is it, he thought, stepping inside. It was pretty full, and the sound of people talking filled the room as he
I woke up with that all-over relaxed feeling you get when you’ve just had a 90 minute massage from a deeply body-aware practitioner. I stretched out on the sheets, yawned, blinked and looked around. Raph was gone and I was famished. I threw on some boxers and a v-neck and stumbled to the sun-lit kitchen.
This is the second chapter of my second short story! I’m so happy to be writing again. I’ve already been brain storming for a third in a few weeks maybe try a fantasy one. Again leave positive comments if you want and as always, any constructive critism, PM on the forum! It was now Sunday
My stories involve events taken, with their permission of course, from my client’s case files as a family sex therapist. Lately, lots of people on this site have been sending me emails asking me to write something about my own personal experiences, an action I have resisted until now. After checking with my husband, who
Day 3 finale I woke up because I felt Britt move. She looked back at me and said wake up my little ass muncher. Pppppppppppbbbbbbttttttt right into my nose. It smelled worse than yesterday after It sat in her stomach all night. I groaned as I breathed it all in. Britt smiled and said since
Once they returned from their honeymoon, Jenna and James both dove into their careers. Jenna quickly climbed up the ranks and became the head of the concierge department across all of their hotels. James continued to thrive with the local chef, and was soon leading the bartending staff among the now 3 bars and restaurants.
“Where are you going, baby?” I said. I didn’t remember Max telling me that he had anywhere to go this morning. Weekend mornings were usually for us to play in bed together.Max moved his hand off of my back. His arm had been over Terri to get to me. I was still snuggled up against
On the way home from the clinic Sandy’s mind started to wonder back to when she was Gayla’s age and getting her college entrance physical done at the clinic with her mother. As she drove she glanced over at Gayla who was sitting quietly in the passenger seat with a dazed look of confusion and
I’ve been pacing the apartment for 15 minutes. The place is clean. I washed the floors, changed the sheets. Put everything away. But I can’t sit down. I just received your text. You’re arriving any minute now. My cat looks at me confused as I pace the hallway. Sit down in the kitchen. Immediately get
Chapter Three — Monday and Tuesday Monday: Thankful for the normality of office work, I was confident my work slacks would hide any signs of the cage. Midday the Binder app dinged. The message was from Chris. There was a picture of a key dangling from a familiar smooth freckled hand with glossy manicured nails
His P.O.V~ From the depths of the heavy darkness, my eyes fluttered awake, a response to my ears having noticed a creeping sound. I rubbed my eyes before I fully unbolted them, noticing the mild brightness uncovering the ceiling above me. I rustled on the bed, stretching my body when another sound from the bathroom
Next morning, after breakfast, I prepared a text for the other cougars.Hi, it’s Liz. Everyone has confirmed availability, so I’m suggesting Tuesday, at seven-thirty, for our first Cougars and Cubs meeting. Please confirm.By the time I left the office for another lunchtime meeting with Jane — my suggestion this time — all of the other
“Good Morning my sweet baby sister.” Adam said as he awoke in the royal chambers, as his queen and sister Sarah nuzzled into his armpit, her arm draped across his muscular, lightly scruffy chest. He took in the scent of her hair and the sweet but very adult scent of their intertwined bodies, legs hooked