This is written as part of norafares and Bebop3's "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover" event. To be up-front, it's not a quick story and the young woman who is the protagonist is pretty damaged. So, if you're looking for a quick hit of romance or sex, this might be one to skip over. For those for whom the nonexistence of cellphones, let alone the internet, is som...
Monday evening, Dec 4, 2028 The first match of the volleyball playoffs was Monday evening. Addie went to Ontario with Sheila to help her interview for her replacement as assistant, and I didn't see her the rest of the day until the match. They were playing the team that finished fourth during the season. The crowd was much larger than it had ever been befo...
"C'mon in, Nancy," I said as I opened the door. It was our neighbor. We share what is romantically called a "townhouse" by the new neighborhood residents, but to those of us who have been here for many, many years, it is a "twin" or a "double" in the west end of our city. It is only lately that the transplanted "yuppies" of the 1980's have been giving these...
I opened my eyes to a familiar sensation; looking down over my body I found Kay with her lips wrapped around my hard cock. "Now that's a perfect picture for the first thing in the morning," I said so she would know that I was awake. Kay turned her head toward me and continued with her wake up blowjob. She concentrated on just the head; massaging my glans w...
Whilst writing this story I realised I am hoping to build and extend the worlds of the main characters. Suggestions and ideas would be very welcome. Zoe's view: Three weeks forced with my feet up due to a sporting injury, doctor's orders. No sport, no fun, no weight on it. And even worse, this unfortunately also put a stop to going out as a crossdresser. E...
The idea for this story came after hearing a standup comic's routine. The comedian joked that after watching porn on the internet, he'd come to a conclusion. All the devil need do to get every woman in the world to sell their souls, was to have a big, black cock. So, I decided, why not? With all these new powerful women that have burst onto the scene in the...
*Thanks to PokingFun for her editing expertise* *No true sex again in this part, but there is close contact* *There are three horrible events in this section; a suicide, a murder/suicide at a daycare, and our protagonist gets fisted as part of a police intimidation tactic. I do not feel they are gratuitous. They feed into the dark desperation of the story'...
My heart had jumped into my throat when she walked up carrying her tail. I know she has given me no reason to doubt her love for me, but the scars from both of my ex-wives betraying me were hard to get past. Her smirk at my relief when Katherine explained made it clear she knew what I was thinking, but it did not make me feel any better about the pain I had...
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. I don't remember who was supposed to have said it, but I guess it applies to my situation. When I stepped out of that church office just over a year ago, I never imagined just what kind of journey I was beginning. My own journey from saint to sinner was a life changing experience for me, but Sarah's jo...
Ana descended the stairs and went into the bathroom, taking another quick shower. Miles suggested that they shower apart – he said he was afraid that they'd never leave if they took another shower together. Ana carried her clothes down, the green gauze dress and dark green lace bra and underpants. After she was done in the shower, she found a hairdryer on th...