First it was the continuing blackness. Thought had stopped for some reason, frozen, but Michael wasn't even aware of this. His mind stopped existing, at least for the next unknown period of time. Like a corpse. Some would say that he was dead at that moment, lacking all of the vital signs such as a heartbeat, brain activity, breathing and body heat. Cold as...
Hi! Another story! Yay! This one is a little softer, in the same vein as The Girl Inside. If you're looking for hard fuckin', this might not be for you. Definitely for folks who focus more on the crossdressing aspect and bois kissing bois. This is told in the 2nd Person too, and assumes you are a boy at the start. Just a heads up! Anyways, please enjoy a bri...
Chapter 14 New flatmates and party invites. I rang Sam and Bryony the next morning and left a message on the answerphone asking if they would like to come for a drink tonight after work. Not a party, no need to dress to impress, although I was always prepared to be impressed but just to float an idea that they may find of interest. I thought about inviting...
Saturday Morning (Part 1): Mrs Petersen Author's note: All characters in this store are over the age of 18. This is a fictional story and any resemblance to any person or place is purely coincidental. I hope you enjoy this story. _________________ It was early Saturday morning and I was awoken by the sound of something smashing against the wall, I could...
What was that smell? Mylla fluttered about like a bumblebee in autumn, blinking wide, compound golden eyes. The Thriae sniffed the air and almost did a somersault in the air at the scents assailing her - and in her mind, everything was spinning gold. This day had become a bit of a haze. She scanned the prairie below, casting about for a landmark. Some sort...
Lucian was led by his arm. The path seemed to go in circles. Left then right, then another one. By the fourth time he was lost and just let the woman drag him behind her. First few minutes walking were made in relative silence, not even his inside voice was saying anything. The woman stopped. "Go slave." He was pushed up front. *What did we get ourselves i...
I sat at the corner of the bar, running my fingers along the dripping glass of the beer that I'd ordered nearly an hour before. My date was late, though I shouldn't have been surprised. No doubt, he'd taken his pretty, inattentive wife to some fancy restaurant, joining the throngs of people pretending that February 14 was a date that meant something. I knew...
Do you know that feeling in your body when you are about to do something critical? All of my skin tensed up. I felt an armor of tension running across my chest and belly. I breathed consciously and deeply, but my lungs simply didn't want to open and close that much. All that air breathed in still left me hungering for more. Slight chills ran over my body, ye...
After Waking up disorientated and wrung out, I lay there looking at my dorm's lumpy, discolored ceiling before noticing Jamie's breathing next to me. Lulling my head to the side, I saw him flat on his back, still with stockings on but having cleaned up at some point. The steady, slow tempo of his breathing was comforting and the view of his chest rising and...
It's the next morning and the young black barista at Starbucks is being extra flirty with you. You ask him for a half-caf cap, extra foam, and he replies with a grin: "I got you, girl. I'll give you alllll the foam." Which... did he mean it quite that way? He can't have meant it quite that way, right? Eliza gives you an eyebrow raise. She seems to think he...