It was a completely typical day when the apocalypse happened, a mild June day that you couldn't describe as hot, typical British weather really. You actually didn't hear about the apocalypse until a few hours after it had begun, you'd always assumed the apocalypse would be fairly obvious but there was no mushroom cloud in the distance, no loud bang, no screa...
It was my first week at the new job, and I was drained from learning new protocols and procedures. And how would I remember the names of all the people I'd met? I parked the SUV in the driveway, looking forward to a warm dinner and a quiet evening. Approaching the house, I see it's dark. Why isn't Laurie home? She's always home by this time. I open the door...
I went to bed after a long day of nothing but headaches. At least i can come home to... The fridge is empty, i should have bought some ingredients yesterday, but i returned home at 9pm. I look at the clock, it shows 9:30pm. Yeah, ill just order in. I made a decent living but i wish i had more than just... An empty house. Its just a dry period, i thought. But...
Ash took a deep breath. For as good as life had been for the trainer, things were starting to become... stale. It felt as if he was stuck in a loop of sorts, unable to break free no matter what he did. "I just want a change." he thought, laying down in his bed. Sleep came quickly, with him unaware of what would await him come tomorrow.What's next?...
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...
Brett Butler looked at herself in the mirror. At the age of fifty three, she still looked good. Blonde-haired, blue-eyed and curvy. Blessed with Irish good looks that simply refused to fade. Unlike her star in the upside down world of Hollywood. That one faded so damn fast she went from being a household name to a nobody in no time. It had been so long since...
Living A Fantasy: A FFM Threesome Ch. 2 This is my first attempt at writing a story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed remembering it. If you have any suggestions or comments, contact me. * * * * * I e-mailed Tiffany as to what her ideas were as far as how things would proceed. She replied a little later with… “I want in the middle!!...
I was sorting through some files on my laptop recently and came across this short story I wrote a couple of years ago but which I never got around to submitting. It's a true account and reflects my love of sex with older women in their 50s, 60s and 70s. I've edited it and added a postscript to bring it up to date and I hope it provides some pleasure. Please...
I don't know why he thought I wouldn't be able to handle it. I really hope he'll stop hiding stuff from me after this experience. Female on male strap-on domination, Afro-Caribbean style. Seriously. I honestly wish he told me about this really hot fetish of his sooner. My name is Malinda Lexington and I'm a short-haired, green-eyed and kind of chubby young B...
It's been hours. Days, perhaps. You've spent so much time in this damnable French woodland that you can barely even remember your own name. How did you get there in the first place? You try to think, but you feel so tried that your mind feels foggy and your memory muddled and faint. Did you get lost during a tourist trip? Did you just accidentally stumble ac...