Ted led Evelyn away from the Grand Hall. She followed him eagerly, clutching his hand and trying not to trip over her dress as Ted headed across the campus field, past the sixth form block and into the cloisters by the library where a smaller courtyard obscured them from any prying eyes. Pushing her up against the cold stone wall, Ted buried his face into...
After college, the woman of my dreams approaches me. She's Lynda Bree, the hottest & most popular woman on campus, and I'm the shortest, porkiest man in my class. "What could she possibly see in me?" I wondered. "Hey there, stud. Meet me here for some fun." She hands me a piece of paper. It has a heart border and smells like her perfume. The "o"s are hea...
Steam already shading the mirror, the hiss of the shower echoing in the bathroom as you test the water, standing there before turning around with a hungry grin. "Strip sexy sex slave." Your slave, swallowing hard against the collar at her neck, nods…fingers curling into the dress that falls down around her body, tugging the fabric up, exposing her bare l...
I pull up in front of your apartment building. I pause to check my appearance in the rearview mirror. I run my fingers through my hair and shake my head just enough to give it that tousled look that seems to drive men crazy. I exit the car and stroll into the building smiling at my reflection in the mirrored walls of your lobby; golden complexion, kinky tw...
Russ was a Realtor that Stephanie befriended and used to look at her share of the fifty houses that we were determined to see before buying. We'd seen houses go from an average of $17,000 to 80,000 in six short years and wanted to make sure that we knew what a good deal was when we saw it. Our second Mobile Home had come up from the $15,000 we'd paid for it...
The closest friend I had at the time was Lorraine. We were in our first year of college both gone from home sharing an apartment together. Lorraine and I have done everything together; from sharing our first kiss at 18, getting out first tattoos, and purchasing our first vibrators. So it was nothing to share an apartment together, all except for one little d...
I came across a post on craigslist asking why men love doggy style so much. I felt I had a duty to provide some sort of explanation. I couldn't speak for all men, but I shared my own feelings on the subject and the impressions conveyed to me by others – shit my friends say. I was very detailed. I touched on everything from angle of penetration, feeling of do...
The woman next door was a doctoral candidate at the university I'd graduated from two years earlier. One of my windows showed the courtyard of the apartment complex, and I'd see her sometimes, leaving in the morning or returning in the late afternoon. I didn't know her much, enough to chat a little if we passed in the courtyard. She was Ann, plain and pretty...
Authors note: This story is heavily inspired by Game Monster by Cantalope, be sure to check it out if this appeals to you. Something doesn't feel normal as you wake. Your mind is foggy and slow, like someone came along while you slept and stuffed it full of cotton wool. You struggle to remember what cotton wool is. You try to remember if this is normal, but...
Author's note: This is a short story written for a competition elsewhere. The rules required 1,000 words or fewer, so it's fast paced and, well, short. Enjoy! ********** One of my more lucrative clients was a small trade association, which had an out-dated membership system, one that I knew very well. I had been coming on-site one day a week, to keep thei...