Julie reached into the engine, inserted the sparkplug and expertly tightened it. She eased the rubber cap over the plug and snapped it into place. She then closed the hood and used a rag to wipe away the small smudge on the shiny metal flake pink. Making sure they were free from any grease or grime she opened the door, climbed in and started the engine. She...
He looked up from his novel, feeling . . . something. From his seat on the bench facing the façade of the train station, he had a clear view of the block, left and right, but could find nothing out of place. He bent back to the words and lost himself once again. A warm breeze blew over him, ruffling the pages, which he smoothed back into place. At the next...
3 The adding of statistics had ceased; the jotting down of notes continued, each one more daring than the next. "You like wearing sexy outfits?" the coached wrote. "I love it, and I love it when I get looked at...like you're looking at me now, and how you look at me in school," Monique wrote back. "Don't you feel like a slut?" Bret wrote. "I like to...
Hi, this is the second part to the story. Please read part 1 first, otherwise it's not going to make much sense. This is the first story I've written so please feel free to comment, I could use the input. I hope you enjoy it. ***** Her hands don't stop at my waist, they drift across my chest and along my arms. What is she doing? 'I really had you going t...
It was their first night together in a truly long time. They had been together for 3 years, both of them 21, but Maria had gone away on a business trip. True, she was rather young to be working for a big name company, but she and Thomas had been working their hardest since 14 so that one day in the (hopefully near) future, they could buy a house and move in...
It had been three days without power, most places had very little food left and heat was running low... With it being the middle of winter it was bitterly cold, those places that had gas were becoming havens... luckily as it would have it for this story and myself mine was one of those few places. Most of the street had moved out as the snow, flooding and w...
Marissa Val Darehn was the queen of Ghetto New York in 2036. Ever since Merlin had died in December of 2012 releasing magic, she had been using her blood talent, alchemy, to make a super addictive blend of cocaine. The walled in city of Ghetto New York fell quickly to her power after she introduced her cocaine to the streets. Seventy percent of the populatio...
The prevailing sentiment among women in today's world seems to be that men are clods only interested in where they are going to get their next piece of ass, their next beer or the next 'mommy' to clean up after them. For the woman who truly wants to understand the man in their life or possibly for the female writer who would like to get out the stereotype...
Fucked Up And Real Shitty #1: the road to scat acceptance Have you ever fucked the shit out of someone? Not in the figurative sense, where you, the pitcher, give the catcher a name-screaming, pillow biting, sexual workout. I mean literally. Fucked the shit out of them? Not some bits of ca-ca on your condom either. I am talking bowel movement, diarrhea. Not...
I'm a friendly, laid back, flirty, attractive, brunette woman in my early 30's, I live in a small town where I work teaching and live alone in a 2 bedroom house in a quiet street where every knows everyone else. I'm seen as a quiet, hard working, respectable woman but I'm hiding a dirty secret. As soon as I get through the School gates I'm a dirty, cock hun...