My name is Roxiana Lopez. I just turned 19 a week ago so I'm feeling like an adult now. You know how it is, right? Anyway I'm in my dorm. I have a single bed, a flat screen tv, a closet, and a mini kitchen; on the bad side I have to use a community restroom. Meaning all the young 'ladies' have to hear each other take a dump. I have a big bubble booty. I th...
This story is dedicated to my dear editor "rovijack43". I worked on this and then gave it to him, and he completely ripped it to pieces and forced me to rework it. I think it's much better and he deserves the credit. Thank you rovijack43. ***** She held him and they kissed for a few more minutes. They suddenly realized that it was getting late and that Saj...
Suddenly, the women broke out in song. Just as amazing that there was an Earth Day song by none other than John Denver the clean cut guy of the music industry, now deceased in a freak plane crash, it was even more amazing that the women all knew the words to it. "Celebrate morning— The cry of a loon on a lake in the night, The dreams that are born in the d...
Hema’s dark life really begins- pleasure is replaced by fear and betrayal… Hema excited the auto driver, who for most of his time was eyeing the dusky slut through the rear view mirror while driving her to the RS Puram office of Tractors Ltd, he was sure she was a high priced whore. He somehow suppressed his inner desire of propositioning to her with rich...
Saturday night at last! She'd been counting the days all week. It wasn't that often they got out anymore, finances being tight but they'd promised themselves a night on the town with friends and it was finally here. She'd been rummaging through her wardrobe to find some suitable clothes. A few bars first but maybe a club afterwards? She'd need some flashy...
Paris had been great, seeing old friends, hanging out on the rive gauche, re-visiting favourite restaurants and delights of delights going to English language movies. But I was glad to be leaving, the meeting that was the excuse for the trip had gone well, I’d won the contract I was after and had six months work to tide me over the summer, but I missed the S...
This is my first story, please let me know what you think. Thank you. Special thanks to Angel for help with editing. ______________________ "Damn," she thought to herself. Lizzy had been sitting at the bar for 45 minutes -- alone. Since her divorce 2 years earlier she has had a hard time meeting men that she thought were suitable. She decided to try the in...
The envelope had been delivered under the door. An ugly manila envelope contained a letter, a plane ticket and a set of instructions. Inside the manila envelope was a smaller envelope with red writing in a strong masculine scrawl, DO NOT OPEN UNTIL FURTHER INSTRUCTED. Nira had studied the envelope and letter for hours in her little apartment in San Francisco...
The bar looked nice enough from the outside. Music seeped out, but velvet curtains obscured the windows and I couldn’t peek in. I looked at the sign and confirmed yet again that I was at the right place. There was nothing to do but go in—or turn around and go home. It wasn’t too late to forget the whole idea. If it had been an ordinary Internet date I wouldn...
My name is Oliver Brown and the following is a true story that happened during my recovery from a riding accident two weeks before. I had been at home for a week after coming out of hospital where I had been recovering from the riding accident where I had fallen off the horse and torn my kidney. It was about half past one in the afternoon and I was just si...