Sophie was late.She prayed that the bus she was on would go faster so that she could make it to the job interview with just a twenty minute delay. With how slow the bus was crawling though, and with the traffic she saw out of the window, she could be happy if she arrived only
Your comments are appreciated… It was a Tuesday, I think, although it could have been a Thursday when this story began. You see twice a week my wife, Maggie, goes to a Pilates class in the evening. She has been working on her figure for the better part of her 45 years. She has been
After being cheated on, it was her last straw, she was ready to let loose at the club. Little did she know someone was ready to make her loose while she was looking away from her drink. That was it, I had finally had enough, my now ex-boyfriend cheating on me was the last straw.
The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. He is left alone in
EDIT: Had to edit the ages to remain on the site!This is a true story that began when I was about 5. This is my first story, so please, any feedback would be great.When I was about 5 yrs old I somehow discovered that I enjoyed women’s clothing, especially wearing them. It started off rather
This work is inspired by the stories ‘BTSC’ and ‘Room 209’ by the author ‘klrxo’. Also thrown in are elements of the many mom/son stories I’ve read over the last 25 or so years.It started out as my own spin on the above stories, but soon took on a life of its own. Too big
Laura Loves’ Life – Part 3 – At the BarI share my office building with a small title and abstract company and we have a common entrance. It’s very easy for our mail to get mixed up as most of what we get are legal documents and the occasional check from a client. Very non-descript
Cheyenne has discovered her new powers and now it was time to use them… IF YOU HAVE NOT READ PART ONE YET, I SUGGEST YOU DO SO, OR THIS WILL NOT MAKE MUCH SENSECheyenne was in her locked room thinking of what to do next. She lay on her bed and closed her eyes. She
A teacher makes the mistake of humiliating a student, who pays her back in the bedroom. Janice Baker was under the kitchen sink, on her back, putting together a plumbing connection that had come apart. She heard a voice say “Hi” and was puzzled but not yet frightened. She put the wrench down and slid
My or should I say our lives started changing the day my husbands firm was bought up, falling orders and sales were getting worse and they were taken over by a predatory buy out, it was either that or go under, it still meant the same for lots of employees including John my husband.He along
I stood there naked. I had been awoken early, manscaped by a female healer, fucked like a cowboy and feasted on one the tastiest pussies that I have ever encountered. Betty was probably ten or fifteen years older than me and experienced in the ways of healing and sex. Time with Betty was a spiritual
Day X Month XX Year XXXXDear Diary,They say everyone has a story. A tale they could tell to just about anyone and give a perspective on the life they’d lived. But what do you do when your story is rather, adult in its content? Do you modify it? Or do you just keep it to
Tatiana groaned, tossing and turning in her son’s bed because of the sounds of fingers pressing on keyboard. The sounds were constant. Not for a second did they let up. Incessant keyboard mashing over and over.Over and over. Over and over again.Unable to stand it any further, Tatiana’s eyes snapped open and she lifted her
A teenager going through the painful process of discovering his sexuality. NOTE About Story: This is part two. Part one was a rewrite of an old story from years ago. I hadn’t planned to do the second part and there won’t be a part three unless there is an expressed interest. Shouldn’t That Scare me
Monday morning, Ann and I decided to do our imitation of mom and Aunt Betty. We went shopping. We bought some things that we knew that we would need for the house. We avoided buying anything that was too expensive for the house because we were trying to devise a plan to get mom shopping
02.ConfessionsBoth of them were quite sticky at that point, so he urged her to climb out of his lap and they hurried into the bathroom. It was a spacious place, done in white tile. Once upon a time, she’d marveled at the size of the master bathroom as some unattainable luxury, like a place she
Sara gets inducted into a sorority that is all about sex, and it just might be the answer to her problems. Sara walked quickly towards the gym where all the Greek society pledging tables were set up; it was still the first week of classes and she desperately wanted to be in a specific sorority.
This story is part of a series and will make much more sense if you read them in order.This is a story about rape, please do not read it if that offends you. My Daddy started talking to me in a calm sweet voice as he turned me over to get to my hands. He
Cara flopped down onto a stool and surveyed the chaos of the apartment with dismay. It had happened again. Bella had done half a job with the bathroom and Eloise appeared to have merely drifted by the kitchen before both heading out the door with all their stuff in boxes. Cara vowed to herself that
I watch through the TV monitor as Casey walks into Jason’s room and sets her schoolbooks down on the bed. She doesn’t question why his bed doesn’t have sheets on it. Nor does she notice the red blinking light of the camera hidden in the corner. It’s no secret that Casey wants to fuck Jason.