"Hey.... Hey! Over here!" a female voice whispered from my left. I was a bit surprised to see a goth chick holding the door of an auto shop open. She waved me over. Her neck length hair was clearly dyed black, along with purple eyeliner, black lipstick and black fingernails that strongly contrasted her very pale skin. She wore a spiked collar, black T-shirt...
When the SUV pulled up near the oversize garage, Shelly looked over to her manager Mark with a strained expression on her face. Without a word, her face broadcasted everything she wanted to say. "Look Shelly, we both agreed you needed to broaden your sound, this is an excellent opportunity." "Are we here because it's an excellent opportunity or because it'...
Ted took the box down off of the shelf in the garage. He didn't realize he had so much stuff until he started to sort through it. He hated cleaning the garage but it had to be done. Sorting through the box he found a few things to keep and he threw the rest away. It was a typical Saturday, neighbors out working in their yards. Ted had the garage door open...
"Monday mornings are the worst!" Lisa thought to herself as she struggled out from under the weight of her German shepherd, Salty, whose loving kisses has just woken her. She had just moved in to a new house of her own. At 29 she was finally getting a taste of freedom. She had moved straight from her parent's house to a house with her husband and after the...
When I was 18 years old I was living the kind of life one leads right after they graduate from high school. I had a part-time job during that Summer in which I mowed the lawn of this old woman who lived in a two-story house with her maid who was in her 40's and reminded me of the singer Tina Turner. One day on a Friday I went over to the house to pick up m...
Ah, the holiday shopping season! It's not what it used to be. Most of us skip the usual level five insanity at the store or mall and just do our Christmas shopping online. It's easier, you can find the best price in seconds, and you don't have to worry about stomped on by some fat soccer mom (unless you're into that.) But while I shop online every year for C...
I'm Violet, and this is one of my stories. We have been listening to a book, "The Ultimate Guide to Kink: BDSM, Role Play and the Erotic Edge" by Taormino, on the long, rainy ride back from the beach. We listen to a chapter, pause, and discuss our takeaways. It gives us a lovely way to explore and get new ideas. Reading and discussing helps pass the time mu...
For several weeks we talked about the night that she did a private striptease dance for a younger man. Many desires that we had harbored for so many years had slowly come to the surface. Mine was to see her with another man and hers was to be a exhibitionist and to please me, among others. It was among others, than made me curious. Prodding her too much woul...
Note: This story is a sequel to the previous chapters. Those who have read it before can continue from here. For those who haven't, I suggest they start from Ch. 01 to better understand and the enjoy the story. ***** "This is so embarrassing... Gurnam... stop!!" I pleaded. "What is embarrassing... Aditi Madam?" Gurnam asked. "They are watching us... stop...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I've made an effort to make sure this is the worst story ever. Hackneyed, unoriginal, disjointed, etc. I apologize if any of the punctuation or usage is correct. If you chose to vote, Please give this story a one. I'd appreciate any comments about how to make this story worse (Sorry, more bad.) * * * * * Thrash Maxim pulled his monster truck...