Jeff is a jerk. The son of a bitch is messing around with my friend Tonya and doesn't think I know about it. Either that, or he just doesn't think, period. I should have known better from the beginning. Jeff wears a digital watch, and I hate digital watches. Where's the poetry in "4:58pm"? It clings to the death throes of an exhausted hour and it anticipates...
Lena lay on her violet sheets, her arms on either side of head. She stared up at her unmoving ceiling fan. She studied the lines on the wood. She didn't know what kind of wood the blades were made from, and she didn't care to know. She traced her eyes on the gold patterns and sighed. Her bedroom was hot. She didn't want the A.C. or the fan turned on. She le...
A little about me. I'm 5 foot 7. I have a really thin body with a small yet firm and shapely chest. My face is cute with long straight brown hair. I'm sort of sweet looking. Ok here's a story about what happened to me. I took the running course last semester because I needed an athletic credit for my degree and I've always had a runners body so I figured I...
It began innocently enough over a cup of coffee. It was an ordinary mid-morning and I with my friend Mary, having a good old natter with her. Well, actually it turned out to be more of a moan than a natter. "So what's up Jenny?" she asked me, "you look so down." "It's, um, well, it's a bit personal," I muttered. "Come on Jenny, how long have we known each...
Chapter 6 -- Country Store I woke slowly as I felt Tracy move slightly. I realized I was still cuddled up behind her with my arm around her. She felt soft and warm. I could not remember ever feeling so comfortable. I whispered in her ear. "Good morning, sweetie." I said. "How did last night go?" I heard her respond. I looked at her ear and her beautiful...
God, I hate my sister. I mean, she isn't really my sister. Technically she is my step sister. But when my mom married her dad I was like seven and she was nine, almost ten. She made sure I knew that right away. Anyway, we have never gotten along very well. The first time we met she stole my Matchbox car. Seriously. It was a Batmobile replica Matchbox. It loo...
"What about this one, you guys?" Talia asked, posing coquettishly. She had appeared in the living room wearing shorts and a tee that were both drastically short, even for late summer. The shirt was a black cutoff from Forever 21 with the words looking for trouble printed in blood red. It bloomed as she twirled, and her fit, tight bellybutton peeking out fro...
Keisha and I woke up late, well after ten am the next day. My eyes adjusted and I found myself looking up at the familiar beige color of my ceiling. It amazed me to think that this time last week, we were in the air on our way to a vacation that would change our lives. Slipping out of bed, I went to relieve myself and take a shower. Keisha joined me a few mi...
Thank you to the fellow author who gave me some of the inspiration for this story and whose advice was invaluable. ******* "Damn!" Alison muttered, rifling through her purse. She patted the pockets in her padded bodywarmer and thrust her hand into each one looking for the missing front door key. It was nowhere to be found and now she was locked out. She we...
For InPennyInPound. Thank you for your insight...for everything. SSW FOREWARNING: The story that follows is a BDSM scene between a butch and a femme. The word "cock" is used multiple times, but always in reference to a strap-on. So please don't get your panties in a bind. *** {HER} In a mostly-darkened room, you're on your knees on a folded quilt. I'm s...