I shut my eyes so no one could see me roll them when her order came through. I had seen her walk in again and felt totally inferior. She was tall with immaculate make-up and beautifully styled hair. She looked amazing in her workout gear; her diamond rings shining in the October sunlight. "Half decaf, half soy, half almond latté with half a sugar for Charlo...
As Joel pushed her out the door not that long after he had brought her home, he realized he wasn't even sure what her name was. Mindy? Cindy? Linda? Fuck. How pathetic. One more in a long line of trashy little sluts and one night stand bar pick-ups. He was almost glad he hadn't had the opportunity to see her in full light. With her over sprayed hair plaste...
Plus Twelve Months The laughter that drifted over from across the private room of the restaurant grated on my ears. It wasn't that I didn't get along with my co-workers, it was just that they were so young. It's not like I was old -- I'd just turned 35 -- but something about the youthful exuberance of those twenty-somethings rubbed me the wrong way. I hadn...
I gasped suddenly, waking to the feeling that my dream monster had been real. And not just in my sleep, but had crossed over somehow. My eyes darted wildly all around the darkened room, searching for him. In the corners, behind the recliner. Nothing could be seen. Not even a light from the outside. I really hoped I had been wrong. That there wasn't some boog...
Lit 6 14-20 14 pick a side Max Stone, the sign read. It was being held by my best friend, Jennifer. Well, she used to be my best friend. She was about to have a real problem. Jennifer hugged me tight and asked, "How are you? Are you still mad at Marty?" "Who me? I'm not mad. I'm just going to sue his ass off. You are going to have to pick your side on thi...
Summary: Wife's discovery of husband's anal toys changes everything. Note 1: This is a Halloween 2015 Contest Story. Note 2: This is one of two different versions of this story; you can read the husband's much shorter version called Kinky Tales: I'm Pegged By My Wife. Note 3: This is dedicated to: The real Chris and Dani who this fantasy is written abo...
It took longer than normal to post last week, I'm not sure why. Hopefully this week will be quicker. Enjoy. ***** Chapter 8 (Tuesday) Something is catching my attention, pulling me out of slumber. I recognize that I'm lying on my stomach; I must have rolled over sometime during the night. I hate sleeping on my stomach. I try to roll over, but I can't ge...
A million thanks to a gloriously picky reader turned proofreader, Steve150177. His work has definitely improved the finished product. As always welcome complaints, comments, and whatever is on your mind. English words are italicized when they appear. Enjoy the chapter! DW ***************** I felt a warm hand on my arm and heard Master Christof's voice...
Today is Sunday. It's noon and I'm sitting on my steps waiting to be picked up. All of this has happened in only a week. At last week's college graduation party my brother and his friends asked me to do a scene with them. They wanted me to play a slut who would be crucified for her sins. This required a victim, hopefully young, hopefully physically attractiv...
Author' Note: The story you are about to read for the most part is true. I have lived in South Africa, Switzerland, Washington D.C. and Rome and now am living with my husband near Paris, France. The name I have assumed for my own sexual experiences is "Vixen," the alter ego of a model. Now I have written different stories about my life; my inner mind and p...