I handed Andi her phone back after I completed my latest make-up text to Roy, sliding it across the table, slumped over my cheese fries. Andi went through her phone. I knew she was checking to see what I said. "Oh my God, give it back!" I reached for it, but she held it up, and read, "Miss you too, Roy-Roy. Can't wait to see you at the frat party this wee...
Mr Tiger was an Italian teacher in his late 20s. He had been studying Italian for about 6 years and while it wasn't overly fluent, it was enough to teach the beginner class at the young adult learning course. Mr Tiger's class was often well behaved but there was a young girl who would always find herself in trouble. Be it talking throughout the lesson or n...
As I entered the house from the garage I did a double take wondering if I had walked into the wrong house. A familiar looking girl was sitting at the kitchen table. The girl had her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing what appeared to be a plaid schoolgirl jumper with a white blouse underneath. Her legs were encased in white knee-highs and high...
“Carlos, turn that down!’ “Ah, but Holly, the Falcons are getting ready to score.” My grades are more important than that damn football game. Turn it down before I come do it for you.” “Holly . . .” “Don’t push me, man, I’m not joking.” “Fine.” “Thanks.” Silence is the only reply I get, and I sigh. I hate being the ogre of the house, but living with f...
I'd been flirting with him for the whole year, and he always flirted back - or so I thought. My friends knew I had an obsession with him and teased me about it all the time. They'd tell me he was way out of my league and that it was never going to happen. They mocked me, saying I loved him, and wanted his babies... and it was all bullshit. I honestly did jus...
This is one is about a bit of role-reversal from our previous stories; My wife and I have discovered that we're both switches, and we keep swapping the dominant and submissive roles. *** It was a warm evening in Leetown, where my wife and I were spending a quiet weekend. We had just finished a sumptuous dinner at the Quay, and were merrily ambling along th...
As I walked up the sidewalk to the townhouse, I could feel my panties getting wet already. Last week had been an incredible experience. And the homework….well let's just say it was completely satisfactorily. A different young woman answered the door today. She introduced herself as Myra and was very petite, much shorter that my 5'7" frame. And her breasts w...
A couple years later, I was still in college, but I had moved back home and transferred to a college in my hometown. My parents had some friends who had a daughter named Stacy. She was a freshman studying computers at the same school where I was attending. I had only met her a couple of times, but she seemed nice enough. She was sort of skinny, with straight...
Hey guys. Here's chapter 2. For those of you who are confused, this is a continuation of CRAZY IN LOVE. Thanks to the best editor alive, Mococoa :) * The obnoxious buzzing of the alarm went off, waking Samantha from her somber slumber. She let out a loud groan and rolled over, pulling the pillow over her head. The buzz wouldn't stop. She dragged herself o...
She was at her apartment, cracking her knuckles. She wanted to make the argument that this 18th century novel was really an allegory for homophobia. She tried to find the right words and stared out at the ceiling. Her mind was blank. Her phone started buzzing, which startled her out of her gaze. She flipped it open. It was him. She smiled and answered quick...