I love this time of year. The leaves crunch beneath my boots as I step out from the depth of the shadows into the cool light of dusk. The sky hangs grey and purple above the pink oily residue of sun. The wind jostles the trees, some of which glow with an inward fire, others of which hunch dark and barren against the edge of night. I do not care for pumpkin...
I always sleep on my own side of the bed, even when Mike isn't here. I never use his pillow, either. For as far back as I can remember, Mike and I have shared the same bed. Mom pushed the bed against the corner of the room, and I sleep on the outside, so he won't fall out of bed. She didn't need to, because Mike never moves a muscle in bed. Sometimes, I wa...
"What do you want for Christmas, Claire?" Todd asked. "I don't know," Claire said, wishing Ronna and Mannie were there. "Do you wanna get laid?" She became somber. "No." A little scared even. "'No,' you don't wanna get laid? or 'No,' you do, but you don't wanna get laid with me." "Look, they'll be here," she convincing him and herself. She nodded. "...
Morning came with the realization that there was some light stealing into the trailer and that my morning wood was just plain stiff and painful. The next thing that registered was that my penis was being licked and sucked on with a great deal of enthusiasm! Wow! This is going to be a prize-winning wet dream! Wait a minute, what's this weight on my chest? Hmm...
Rachel and Mike had a strange married relationship. You wouldn't believe how strange. They were certainly the weirdest married couple I've ever met. And yet somehow, despite all appearances to the contrary, it seemed to work. Let me tell you something about their story and, more particularly, what happened when I met them. To begin with, let's go back to Oc...
Once upon a time... "Wait, wait, wait! We're not actually starting the story like this, are we?" Said the short fat kid in his mid-twenties. "I'm neither short nor fat." He said while swallowing his stomach and lifting himself on his toes. "I'm not doing any of that. STOP GIVING THE READERS FALSE INFORMATION!!" The angry non-short, non-fat kid yelled. "H...
Jeff rushed out to his car, the box of balloons in his hand, feeling the wet semen against his skin. What the hell was he going to do now? He couldn't change his pants, because his suitcase was in the trunk and he had left the keys in Alicia's general store. He surely couldn't go back to her and say "Pardon me, but watching you blow up all those balloons mad...
Rose brushed a strand of hair from her face, "Ready to get out Master?" "Yes Slave, dry me off." Rose pulled the plug in the warm bath water and got off her knees to grab the fluffy white towel. Her Master Ben stood up and waited for her to dry him off. She started at his head and worked her way down to his feet. The air was very steamy from the bath water...
Authors Note: Hello and thank you for reading! Please note that the characters, places, names, and situations are entirely fictional and used for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance is entirely coincidental and unintentional. *** Angel sighed as she pulled up into the parking lot of her work. The Home Improver Store, probably one of the most unima...
ONE Just before three and yawning, Paul Stilton dropped into the corner restaurant nor far from his office for late lunch. The place was empty, apart from four bored waitresses. Three grabbed menus. The heavy-shoulder Italian-looking 40-year-old powered through the other two like a military tank to reach Paul's table no longer challenged. As the tip-seeki...