Meet Sylvia O'Shea. She is a completely unremarkable woman. A five-foot-three, plump, plain-faced Irishwoman with a thick body and big butt. She's large and plain, folks. Let's face it, she is not nor will she ever be beautiful. She's not that intelligent and doesn't have a very good or interesting personality. Sylvia is also a slob. Yes, women can be slobs...
It was like the many times before. He argued, she hurt, they screamed. As always it ended in a dead silence of cold wrath stretching in the hours ahead. But currently she wouldn't focus on the hurt or on the annoyance such situations always caused. They had a party to host; As a loving couple who defined #couple-goals for so many, as the couple of the year...
This story is my contribution to the Halloween contest. I'd appreciate your vote and any comments you'd care to leave. * "Good evening." The voice interrupted her daydreaming but that was fine with her. According to the clock ringed in neon over the bar, Halloween would be over in less than an hour. Midnight. The witching hour. The hour when things were no...
Kaley knew she had to come up with a good initiation for sorority hell weeks. She had thought about this a lot recently and thought she had found a great idea for her new pledges. She set it up perfectly. The new girls should be here by 9 p.m. and "he" should arrive around 10 p.m.. She called the tow truck company last week and made sure the guy that would b...
It was the 10th year reunion of the Class of '90 from FDR High School. Leslie had been walking around chatting with the few friends she had in school, when she saw Shawn walk in, late as usual. She walked over to him, and said, "Hi, remember me?" Leslie watched him do a double take as he asked, "Leslie? Is that you?" "Yes it's me. I see we've both changed fo...
A/N: This is based on the characters from the video game "Tales of Symphonia". If you don't know the game, you may be a little lost, but it's not a requirement. This is my first story, please let me know what you think. I plan on writing more, but depending on how this one's received, I may or may not publish them. And I'm sorry it's so long! * Lloyd Irvin...
Dinner was lovely but I tell the waiter we are having dessert elsewhere. You help me into my jacket. As we walk across the foyer you head toward the exit doors. Not so fast, I tell you and I have a key swinging from my finger. I beacon you toward the lift, up to our own private suite. A quick grope in the lift and we are on our floor. I open the door to a ro...
"Heavy decibels are playing on my guitar, we've got vibrations coming up from the floor. We're just listening to the rock that's giving too much noise! Are you deaf? You wanna hear some more?" The base line thudded through the speakers next to my ear. I could feel the beat shaking the floor of the club and I was eternally grateful to the roadie who had pump...
I'm waiting for you. Do you even realize that the nervous butterflies in my stomach pale in comparison to the heated longing stirring deep in my pussy? I'm pacing. I've looked at my watch a hundred times this past hour. Almost time. Almost. The knock on the door startles me. I look at my phone and see no new texts or calls. Hurriedly I grab the robe hanging...
It's late in the afternoon and I'm doing my Christmas shopping. I see the line up for photos with Santa Claus and decide that I want to sit on Santa's lap too. When the Santa photos close for the today I approach the man playing Santa Claus and ask if I could sit on his lap in private. He looks me up and down and says that he would be happy to allow a swee...