The young girl entered the cafeteria and glanced through the shelves, searching for her favorite cake as she entered. She chose one place at the end of the L-shaped counter and, when she was done with the top shelf, she finally spotted me, standing at the opposite end of the bar, drinking my double espresso. She was a brunette in her mid-thirties, not too t...
I am a terrible friend. I covet my best friend's husband. The rumors say that men talk about sex all the time with each other. I nailed this girl last night. She was such a hot piece of ass. Men have nothing on women. We get specific, and not just on the macro, but the micro level. I close my eyes and picture you naked. Because of Karen's detailed descrip...
She turned feeling eyes on her back. She had never known such intensity. Their were many guys staring at them, well what do you expect, a beautiful blond, a fiery redhead, and a sparkly brunette. But one of those guys stood out in particular. She looked over the cafe, twisting slightly in her seat, trying to find out who it was that was looking at her, so i...
She was of European descent, with blonde hair down to her waist and bright, angry blue eyes. She was young, fresh from one of the local colleges, unlikely to be missed soon. Her arms were stretched out above her head by chains, pulling her up so that her feet were barely supporting her weight. She held her head up high with dignity, although all she had left...
"Flash Fiction" is a series of first-time flashings; willing or otherwise. Each story will center around a new protagonist and will be between 750 and 800 words in keeping with the original meaning of the term. I hope you enjoy these tightly packaged steam stories! ***** Clint Miles was always the quiet kid in class, but had a deep secret. He loved women....
There's a saying that a girl will never find a guy who is "just a friend", that every guy thinks about having sex with the girl he's talking to. I'd say that's true, but it sells short our ability to control ourselves and play the game called civilisation, society, community. She was part of the group. More a part than I, and not just because she'd known mo...
To Readers: Feel free to add a chapter if you want, I don't really deny anything from being published. The more content there is means the more readers there are and ideas that can be formed into new story chapters or entire arcs. And if you ask me, the more Jamie gets fucked over and fucked in general, the better. So enjoy and thank you for reading, now bac...
NOTE - This is the second entry into the first of Freya's series'. Updates may be slow due to personal commitments, but they should come at some point! ***** I stood up and looked at her with a smug grin filled with satisfaction. I could still feel my erection growing harder with each passing minute - I definitely needed to do something about that. I rolle...
I could hear the chime of the large grandfather clock sound 8am and as regular as the time piece, my husband picked up his suitcase, gave me a reasonable peck on the cheek and left for work. I knew he would not even think about looking back at our very suburban white door. To tell you the truth it didn't even matter to me, by that time I was too busy running...
Touring can be very lonely, especially when you tour eight months out of the year. It's very easy to miss home. That's what Rebecca St. James was thinking to herself as she walked back to her hotel from the concert. It had been a very intense performance and Rebecca was tired. She was really looking forward to getting to bed. Rebecca entered her hotel and g...