Poor Allison had no idea how jealous her mother was of her. Amanda had been divorced from Allison's father for nearly four years. Since then she had had no luck with men, and then the jealousy started. Allison reminded her of herself in many ways. When Allison turned 18, she decided to let her boyfriend move in for a few months, as he had family problems. A...
I wandered around the Arts and Crafts Sale at the local gymnasium, hoping to find something for the girl I was seeing. She likes funky jewelry, and I thought maybe I'd come across something unique. Christmas was approaching, so, many vendors had ornaments and wreaths, but there were plenty of ladies selling handmade jewelry. Every one would pretty much ign...
Daniel looked at the time 3pm. Sighing inwardly he pushed the book laden trolley towards the designated shelves, his brown hair obscuring his vision as it lazily swung back and forth across his vision. He had been working for about an hour but already his eyes began to weary him, the all too familiar crawl of an oncoming migraine lingering somewhere at the b...
This is a short story I wrote when I watched a short silent movie on a TV channel. There was no dialogue in the movie so I was challenged to convey their stories in words. I added a little twist here and there: the feeling description, the past memories and the interpretation of the silent scenes. This is merely a little exercise to my narrative writing skil...
Jane stood shivering on the platform. It was a cold Friday in November and her boss had asked her to stay behind and finish off the project she was working on, so she had missed her usual train. She glanced up at the clock on the platform. Only another 3 minutes until her train arrived. Sam had been sat on the platform for 20 minutes when the girl arrived....
It is very late, and I am getting quite tired now, and bored. The sign outside on the bar promised 'Sexy Live Nude Girls - hot from Russia!", but they were all local girls tonight. Boring dances, unimaginative routines set to bad rap style music, not at all sexy or hot to me. The girls did not know how to tease, only strip off their boring bikini, and pose a...
There was this girl named Connie. I'd seen her for years, and she worked the checkout at the new Foodliner supermarket on Fairmount Drive. She had cinnamon colored hair, lustrous and gleaming. She usually wore it in a thick, twisting ponytail, tied with pink ribbons. With her round face, snubby nose, and bright green eyes, she looked like a trade mark doll v...
I remember the pounding beat and flashing lights and bodies writhing in ecstatic unison, clutching a moment. From across the table, I watch her finger tracing the velvet rope of her mouth, bending her kiss. My tongue darts out, knowing her taste... her scent. My cock crushes headlong into the prison wall of my zipper: abraded and chastened, and as repentant...
Mimi had been asleep for a couple of hours when she was awoken by the bathroom door clicking open. Behind her, Sven shuffled across the carpet and slid under the covers. In the dark, Mimi reached out to press her hand against his belly. He smelled faintly of soap. "Hey." She whispered. "All done?" He nodded, sinking into the smell of her perfume on the she...
It had been some time since I'd seen H, and as ever when I saw her walk in I couldn't help but smile. We'd been an item some time ago, and although we'd gone our own ways we'd remained civil and in touch. She was now living and working in the same town as me again, so we decided to meet up for a late lunch one Friday afternoon to catch up. She walked over...