I looked at myself in the mirror before leaving the apartment. Not bad, I thought to myself, not bad for a girl who was just dumped, and at that thought, my smile disappeared. I had gone out with Danny for about a year and just this afternoon he decided that we didn't work. I had a feeling he had been seeing someone else behind my back, but when I saw him ki...
The water came dangerously close to his feet, the last wave had almost kissed the bottom of his boots. He took a few steps towards the safety of upper ground, never taking his eyes off the majesty of it all: the stormy sea, the cold, harsh wind blowing though his hair, the port wall, in the distance, almost being swallowed by the waves. He wrapped himself u...
The Birthday Surprise. It was Adele's birthday, she was 30 today and was pleasantly surprised at how painless it was. It's only a number after all she kept telling herself. She was at home still wearing her work clothes of skirt, blouse and jacket. Simon had called saying he would be round with her present at 5pm. At 5pm the doorbell rang. She had always l...
The Box, Part One: Initiation Locked down. With nothing to stare at but white walls and my own reflection. Something (or most likely someone) huge and hot was parting my labia (cunt lips, if you're so inclined) and starting to push. I try to push back, but I'm too restrained. This one is probably acutely aware of just what sort of punishment his phallus is...
(Inspired by Seduced On The Bridge by Little White Mouse) * Tandy and Sue were screaming...and running...actually more like slipping and sliding; an unsurprising situation, considering: two oiled up sweaty, panicky young women trying to outrun, what could best be described as, "Giant shrimp!" (Tandy's words), on a hot, humid spaceship bridge, over a moistu...
Scene 1: Interior, Day. Olim meminisse juvabit. The Latin tag swam lazily to the surface from the depth of his subconscious. One day we will look back and rejoice. He chuckled at the irony of that particular piece of Ovid coming to mind at this time. He was more used to quoting the 'dirty bits'. The doubtful benefits of a classical education. Reaching for t...
It was not a dark and stormy night. In fact the It was not a dark and stormy night. In fact the night was bathing in shimmering silver. It was the kind of night where the moon shines ever so brightly, enhancing the eerily beautiful silence. The night was indeed warm, so warm that a chance movement of breeze in the stifled air was welcomed. She took her stri...
“I’m ruined.” Looking at the screen, Ella saw that not just one but three of her biggest investments had all but crumbled with absolutely no hope of recovering. Even with all of her other stocks she would not be able to recoup her losses. She would need to sell her house, her property, her damn car and she would still be coming up far too short. Covering her...
Wake You: A Short-Short Story You're floating in a warm pool of water. It flows over your skin, caressing you, fondling you, gliding over your skin. Liquid heat, streaming, touching you every inch of your body. But no, it's not over your entire body. Amazingly, it's simply flowing over your cock! It slides around you, arousing you, warming you, driving yo...
Everyone dreams about making changes to their lives. It’s part of the human condition to desire better things. I was no exception. These impossible desires kept me awake at night. I wanted to be prettier, curvier, or smarter. I wanted to be popular, have more friends, or more sex. I wanted love and lust and everything in between. I knew I wanted too much, bu...