This is a BDSM story inspired by my ex whom I loved dearly. I have been writing for years but this is the first time I have published my work. I would like it to be free on the Changeling Encounters page if you like my work. My name is Breanna Redman and I live in the Australian Capital Territory, Australia. I am 18 years old but have always loved words and...
I was fresh out of high-school, spending most of my summer at my best friend's house on the outskirts of town. We were both eighteen, both tall and lanky, though I was considerably more muscular than he was. We'd basically grown up together, and at our small school, we were the only people in the class that the other seemed to get along with at all, so needl...
This all started one night at a festival in Germany in 2001. I am in the army stationed in Germany. Astrid, my wife, and I were sitting in the beer tent listening to the music and drinking some of that fine German beer. The band started playing some music that was good for foxtrot dancing and Astrid really wanted to dance. I am not a dancer at all and sinc...
"What's the point of this story? Or maybe I should be asking how badly does this story suck? Why do I write this stuff for her when she might not like it, and then she'll think I'm an idiot?" He always had these thoughts when he finished a writing project, the moment at which he came close to deleting the file in a fit of self-doubt. But he never did, most...
Jake sat at the bar sipping a beer, surveying his surroundings and trying to decide if there was anything remotely interesting happening when he spotted two women playing a game of pool. He watched the two girls playing for a while, bantering back and forth and giggling. He rolled his eyes. Why did the hot girls always have to travel in packs that made them...
Ugh! She couldn't take it anymore. She was hot, tired and her back was yelling at her "Straighten up!" Unbending from the row of plants she was tending she cocked back her hat and wiped her sweaty forehead with one hand while the other pressed into the small of her back. As she stretched back the nipples of her small breasts pressed tightly against the fab...
I am traveling to another state to ride my horse with some friends. I stop at a truck stop to have a bite. I am wearing skin tight black jeans, a purple and black plaid shirt that is unbuttoned to allow some cleavage to show, and black, lace up cowboy boots. As I walk into the diner, I see that there is only one stool left at the counter to sit on. I sit dow...
"What a day, what a life." Adam was thinking as he took the short cut home through the woods. The fact that he even had need of the short cut, or to walk at all for that matter, was down to the act that he had broken down. To Adam this was just another indication that the whole world and its' dog had it in for him. Work sucked, he had been passed over for p...
I like to write short quick story to the point. Hard or wet factor is the only thing I am aiming for. This is not a PhD dissertation. I have fucked many guys on first date. I know that is the standard for having no morals or self esteem or a classic definition of a slut. But I am completely secure in my sexual desire and for me fucking a guy is a conques...
Chapter 28: Old Ass Lovin' Boyfriend "I told you not to come here, I'm going with someone new and you should not be trying to see me!" This was an old boyfriend who I had lived with for about 6 months before I moved in with my new guy. The old boyfriend was a good lover and he knew just what made me get wild and go crazy when we had sex. "Please baby let m...