Urban Oddballs: Gloomy Bitches Edited by Thegreat_pretender It was raining. Puvi looked out the window, arms folded to support her weight as she rested her head against the pane, watching the water run down the glass surface. She placed one ankle behind the other, her skull beaded anklets jangling as she did so. She then yelped as a purple hand came to sla...
Chapter 1 - I Learn The Awful Truth My name is Dan Fanning. I'm an average thirty-one year-old male. My wife, Kimberly, is twenty-eight years old, five foot seven, blonde with a killer shape. We met in college during my senior year, dated for two years, and got married upon her graduation. Rocketdyne Servos, a manufacturer of airplane parts, already employe...
Thank you to all of you giving me high votes, it really warms my heart and makes me feel proud. If you could take a moment to make even a very brief comment, I would love to hear why you like what you like, or how I could improve the story or correct errors. I live for your comments! Oh, and chapter five is about halfway done I think, I will post it ASAP. *h...
The pack was on the prowl tonight. Their howls echoed on the still night air and carried for miles on end. The cool crisp air burned their lungs as they flew with effortless ease, enjoying the caress of the night and the companionship that kept them together. There were seven in all. The Alpha pair, Rishad and Rose. Rishad was a huge white male that had ea...
One weekend I took Tracy shopping. She absolutely loved clothes, and she mesmerised me so completely that I could watch her try them on all day long. It was a sweltering, humid day in mid-August. She was wearing a wispy designer babydoll dress with no sleeves or straps. The bustline hugged her breasts appreciatively, allowing a generous amount of her impossi...
This is my first story. I am a man, in his thirties so writing in the voice of a woman was a strange choice no doubt. However I really enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it. -------------------------------------------- He was listening to Aimee Mann again on the CD player, lounging on the futon with, facing away from me. I like to walk around...
"You know what I liked most about you Jackie?" "What's that?" "You were never frightened of me." "Frightened of what, Ace? You're being silly again." "No, I really mean it. We've talked, you and I, more than anyone else here that I've worked with. You know you can talk to me freely about anything, and you have, and I've done the same. Most people would g...
Let me tell you a little about myself first.. I’m 5’6, with short soft brown hair and bright brown eyes. I’m a full woman, not anything skinny like those models you see on TV and I love life.. and men. I also love sex, especially sex with men who are broad shouldered and meaty. I’ve never been one for those skinny guys, no matter how many muscles they had. I...
I had just gotten home from work and groaned at the sight of my disheveled bedroom. Clothes were strewn across the hard wood floor, my day bed was a mess of bed sheets, and my bathroom was an explosion of beauty products after my race to be presentable this morning. I reached down to finger the hem of my sundress. It was a soft cream color with large, pink f...
Sitting in a very dark room with no windows and no light; my hand holds a small slender candle, the flame flickers softly. The only thing fanning the flame is my breath while I sit and look down on it. It is a weak flame but still burning. I have taken great care to keep it burning, keeping it alive, hiding it from those that would want to blow it out and fo...