There were only three things I enjoyed at university. The drama club, Mister David Deekin and Stephanie Gordon's tits; actually that's four isn't it, if you include both of her tits, which I most certainly did? So I didn't last. I made it through the first year and a little way into the second, but that was it. I left. Mum and dad went absofuckinglutely ba...
Three things can happen in a marriage and two are bad. I'm experiencing one of the bad things. It's called divorce. What am I doing now? I am now sitting in my girlfriend's Sunday school class at a protestant mega-church. It's a class for divorced singles. The speaker is telling them how men don't understand their wives and moms, and there is one reason for...
This is the first time I have written from a woman's perspective, I hope you like it. Some of the following is based on real occurrences. * I saw my reflection in the shop window. I looked OK, I was pleased. I was still not sure if I was doing the right thing however. Why was I walking down the street to meet him; someone who I had never physically met bef...
As I sat on the bench at the mall, I tried to calm myself. I thought I had prepared myself and planned everything. But my breathing was fast, my hands were sweaty and my nerves were wired. I was home for holiday break from college and had decided to take the next step in cross-dressing. Up until now, most of my dressing had been secretly taking my older sis...
Such a funny thing, how very wrong one's perceptions can be. Case in point: our very good friend, Elizabeth Stanton. She's a funny girl, our Libby: very stiff-upper-lip, born-with-silver- spoon-in-gob, haughty and snooty and how-to-do. She's the very definition of a rich snob: delightfully misanthropic, wickedly xenophobic and extraordinarily blinkered to t...
Up on the mountain, Johar was bored. Bored, bored bored bored bored. Even the god of sexual love can get bored with the routine job. Granted, he loved his job, and loved even more watching his subjects fall victim to his mischief. Watching the other gods carefully avoid him when he had that gleam in his eye was half the fun; gods were very funny when in the...
Once Diana had reached home after the hot foursome sex at the Sheraton Hotel in Ann Arbor, she took stock of her situation. During the subsequent weekly luncheon date with her friend, and nursing class mate, Makayla Brown, she unpacked her thoughts. She started with the observation, "You know Makayla I have only engaged in sex on just two occasions in my l...
It was only eight-thirty in the morning, Elisa reminded herself, mind wandering as the hot water ran down her sore body. Another spinning class down, and the leftover adrenaline and endorphins buoyed her satisfaction with the achievement. Ever self-critical, she knew she hadn't pushed herself that hard, but when you're sufficiently talented most people can't...
This is an adult sex story. All the characters are of the age of consent or far over it! Any children named or mentioned are not involved in anything sexual. This is story number sixty four (64). Please read my previous story for context. Enjoy and thanks for the views and votes. ****** I had first met her, Ms. Caroline Shin, in the kitchen of one of...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * "This is so ghoulish." Peyton grumbled as she flipped through the menu. "Well, that's kind of what we are now honey. Ghouls. Monsters who feed on humans. Which is again, why I wanted to keep you from this life. And again, I'm so, so sorry." Liv said softly, and apo...