Is it possible to write a story in 750 words? Fuck, yeah! Is it possible such a story will be any good? That is entirely for you to decide and me to find out. * * An arrowhead of birds soars high in the cold, grey sky, as if pointing a way out of this prison. My gaze shifts from the skylight to the solitary picture hanging on my wall. At times like these,...
My lady and I have really grown in our pegging experience. She was new to it and I was minimally experienced, so we've gotten to explore more together. It's been a blast. We also have this tendency to see who can "outdo" the other with perversion. Last weekend, I think I won. We were out of town, and went for dinner, desert, drinks at the cigar bar. We get...
Rebecca waited patiently for the dinner to be over. He has told her to enjoy her dinner but realize afterwards she will be the main form of entertainment. What is he going to do to her? Her nervousness and excitement were hard to contain. She sipped her wine and looked around. The elegant room was filled with antiques, expensive original artwork, awards an...
Hanks' mind was spinning as he walked out of the house. What had just happened? Amy had attacked him in the bathroom and it seemed things were moving pretty fast. Where was it all going? Damn her father! He grabbed a cold one and cheese burger. He was starving. He also needed to say hello to Amy's mom, Elsie. He found her seated in the shade, seemingly enjo...
It's 12:30 am and you text me to meet you at the usual spot. You have been out with your friends and aren't ready for the night to end. Feeling good after cigars, whiskey, and laughs, you want to see me, more accurately, feel me. I dress quickly, making sure to wear something with easy access to all your favorite parts of me. I grab a loose sundress and lo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Prologue This is just what happened. It's the way I remember it. The rattling of the windows shook me out of a reverie, rain pelting the pane as I sat looking out at the plain from the second story of the place I had come to call home. The water on the glass obscured the...
The piano played. The room was hazy with vintage cigars and the aura of whiskey. I had been sitting at the table, drunk on the music. I felt him before I saw him. The electricity ran through the air like a train over a track; powerful. He had a way of doing that to me, making my heart skip a heart. He smelled of the cool air and of a fireplace. That burning...
This story involves all willing participants over the age of 18. Everyone in this story is fictional and is intended to have no connection to any live person. ***** She had this thing about her. She didn't understand why or how it worked but if she zeroed in on someone, well... things happened. Even if they really shouldn't. There were numerous teachers,...
Darkness, brimstone, the night the devils walk, all of these are associated with All Hollows Eve. However, there is another side of the night, aside from the trick or treaters and the fun costumes. It is the night that the sect of the crimson moon takes to the streets, claiming the "young virgins" of the land as their own. It is the only night they hope to s...
The guy was drunk as hell, Lisa. I saw him at the burger place down the street. He seemed to remember me. He had a wild story. I don't know how this person thought he could trust me. I mean, I know him from from around town, he's always friendly, asks me if I want to get toasted, and I say no thank you. But, I thought you would enjoy the little story he rela...