Vanessa and I were wandering around the mall, arms linked. The mall was relatively busy, the food courts already full of people trying to buy lunch. We giggled at random things, sympathised with a teen whose mother was dragging him around an expensive dress shop, a look of utter boredom on his face. Kids had gathered to watch a small magic show, mystified wi...
Carl McHenry looked up from the textbook spread out on his dorm room desk and out the window at the now dark sky. He had been trying to understand the last economics problem in the review for the last hour and still couldn't get it. Maybe he was just overtired, he told himself. After all, he had been studying non-stop for the last nine hours. Attending the...
'Can I give you a hand with those boxes?' The upstairs flat had been let at last and Helga could see that the new tenant was a few years younger than herself. He was unloading boxes of books and computer equipment from a station wagon parked next to her BMW outside. Columns of air shimmered in the street in front of the block of flats. He was sweating profu...
Clark pulled his scarf tighter against the snow flurries carried on the icy wind off the Alpine lake. Hallstatt, Austria, was normally a picturesque tourist delight, but all he'd wanted to do was pass through until the ancient two-door Skoda started shuddering, telling him that, one way or another, he wasn't making it to Linz anytime soon. Now he just hoped...
This is my first effort here so please let me know your thoughts. All participants are over 18 years of age. * I didn't realise it was Jacquie until I excused myself for jostling her in the crowded exit to the cinema. I'd been to see a film with mates and on the way out a bunch of kids were milling around our feet at the doorway, so I had to take evasive...
I live for the moment I hear that catch in her throat with our first kiss. Her breathing getting heavier with each tender touch, and caress of her sensitive places, I wait for those three words she will not say..., yet. Catherine Chapter 1 How I Met Catherine. My God, have I imagined this whole thing? Or maybe I fell asleep standing up in that train car...
I have this next story mapped out from top to bottom, a tale of a modest actress in an immodest film. I'll do part two and gauge reactions from there, on whether to pursue it to the end. I'm digging the way I'm building the characters, but be warned: it's a slow burn, and may turn some of you off. This first part is entirely softcore. Comments and criticis...
To Addison, sex was a mystery. She was very curious about it starting in her teen years, but many of her questions about it went unanswered. She was raised in a home where the subject was rarely discussed, and when it was, she was warned that having sex was something she should wait to do until after she was married. Her parents were conservative, religious...
When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table... Dusk was dawning on glass panes of his window, smoke rubbing its muzzle, peeping from outside , streets following like tedious argument, ...every evening, it reminded him of Prufrock's love poem, more than 12 years has gone, him occupying this cabin, but today was to b...
No sooner had I crawled out of our nice warm sexy cuddly bed than my body started sending new and urgent messages to my brain, "Ah, Terri, my tummy is talking hungry! How big a meal are you looking for this morning?" "Uh, if you don't have a whale in the refrigerator, I could settle for a roasted elephant or two!" In the end, we settled for putting a sig...