For one week he continued this ritual of watching Grace's arrivals and departures, he got a good feel of her routines. Friday evening he went to his son's basket ball game for the first time, he watched in appreciation of the kid's skills, the red head was there too and they both owned the court, he found out that the red head's name was Tommy and was Josh's...
Stories in this contest can be based around any winter holiday, or even just end-of-the-year festive nostalgia and atmosphere. No descriptive sex in this and it could have been posted in any of a number of categories. Whichever one you want is exactly where I should have put it. I decided on this category as this subject matter tends to draw the ire of thos...
"You doing alright?" Flint asked with a harsh laugh. He ashed off the cigarette and walked over to me. I was still laying on in the dirt and leaves, playing absentmindedly with the cum pooling on my body. "Yeah..." I managed, still basking in the afterglow. I was trying to remain there. Remain in the moment. I knew that when it faded, when I returned to...
It's the next morning and the young black barista at Starbucks is being extra flirty with you. You ask him for a half-caf cap, extra foam, and he replies with a grin: "I got you, girl. I'll give you alllll the foam." Which... did he mean it quite that way? He can't have meant it quite that way, right? Eliza gives you an eyebrow raise. She seems to think he...
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I remained sitting on my knees and the backs of my legs before young Alexis Barron. The hardwood floor beneath my shins was cold as I held the tube of lotion in my weak hands. I simply gazed upon it, lost in thought, and wondering what Alexis Barron had in store for me. It caused me to drift further into my humiliation....
I'm not a man who makes a lot of close friends. It's not that I'm hostile; I'm friendly with almost everyone. It's just that I don't easily get *close* to anyone. Perhaps because of that, the few that I *do* feel comfortable with as close as family. I'm not sure what it takes to make the transition from friendly coworker to *friend*, but Tod had it. Perhap...
"Life sucks and then you die, but sometimes you don't get to stay dead," that's what I would love to have seen on my headstone. Nope, they wrote the usual crap, rest in peace, and all that jazz. Someone even wrote that I was a beloved son and a kind soul. Ha! Kind of mundane, don't you think? Given the way I lived my life, raising all kinds of Hell, sometime...
All the participants are over 18. Would love to get feedback (from people that aren't bots spamming) but I hope you enjoy anonymously if that's your thing. *** The ferry docked and we rushed off, hurrying like two eager kids ready to fuck our brains out. Which we were. We hopped onto the tram and nervously took a seat. I rested my hand high up on her thig...
Ch.2 Caelan managed to volunteer in the classroom at least once a week. He helped with everything from passing out lunches to helping with reading groups. They developed quite a good relationship. He found himself wanting to be near her more and more. He noticed that she had begun to be a little sadder, even though she tried to hide it behind smiles and lau...
Thank you everyone for your continued interest in this story! I'm sorry I don't publish more frequently, I'm a full-time student and I work about 20+ hours a week as well as campus activities, so I can't always write, but I try my hardest! I'm still writing, and I have many more chapters to bring you! Let me know what you'd like to see next! Please check my...