I'd had a restless sleep before my phone woke me at 6.30am. My heart skipped when I noted the text was from Terri, replying to my message the previous evening. It was the first time she'd communicated with me in a week. "You know about Francis and what he did?" she text. I confirmed I did know this, adding that I needed to see her. "I want to see u too A...
Everyone had left by the following morning. Everyone, except for Gwyn. Maze had to leave her with me until my own slave was returned. I watched Samantha drive off with Maze around six that morning, and the house felt empty. Okay, five days, not even a week. I could handle that. I already missed her and it'd only been five hours. I hadn't liked the way Maze p...
Thanks for reading my little story. I love comments, questions, and thoughts about how I can improve. Compliments are good, constructive criticism is better. Love it or hate it, I beg you tell me why. WORD COUNT: 10,150 * Ben walked into the lunch room. Microwaves hummed and dinged. The mixed-media aroma of last night's leftovers filled the room and a doz...
His left arm is wrapped across her back, holding her steady as they kiss in the empty lift as it makes it slow way to the top of the building. He feels her hand grasp the wrist of his free hand and guide it under her skirt, and he smiles against her mouth as he follows her lead. He reaches up to find the cotton of her knickers and rubs his fingertips up and...
Arnold Bond has always been referred to as a geek, dweeb or nerd, and humiliated by his high school peers. It was partly because he looked the part of a geek with two left feet. And he never stood up for himself. Some of the pranks ranged from shoving him in his gym locker to sending his boxers up the flag pole. He thought his life would change in college bu...
As always, my thanks to Erik Thread for his editing skills and dedication to helping me make this a better story. Any errors are mine alone. * The wheels of justice ground slowly. Tony and Nina were meeting every Friday evening and parting each Sunday afternoon. This would be their life for the time being. Martin could offer no optimism that charges would...
The next morning Justine woke up moist and feeling so horny, that she had to rush into the shower. As the warm water hit her face, she reached down and slowly started rubbing her pussy. Images from last night rushed through her mind as she caressed her hard nipples with her other hand, as she squeezed her large soft breasts. "Oh Darius... let me feel it.....
In the previous chapter, I explained how a play had led to my wife Jess and I separating. This is the next chapter. * My eldest son phoned me and asked what the fuck was going on. All his mates were watching his mother getting screwed on U Tube! I also checked the social networking sites and discovered that someone had put a short video from the final act...
"I just don't see Clayton actually going along with Clarissa's side of the story," Jason, my editor, said. He was thirty-one years old with short brown hair and thick black-rimmed glasses like the kind that Drew Carey used to have back in the 90's. I guess that dates me. I thought about that while Jason continued trashing the character motive of my story the...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 60). This story c...