I was seated on my favorite stool in the bar at the Marriot. I saw him coming as he entered the bar with blood in his eye. He saw me and headed right toward me. He was obviously pissed. A fleeting thought probably the blond from last night's husband. I said," shit," as I stood up taking two quick steps toward him I strait armed him with an open palm to his...
Although 25 years old, Sylvia Cooper likes to think she has a resemblance to a former child actress, and wants me and everybody else to call her "Curlytop," the name of the title character in one of the moppet's movies. She makes no pretense of being the former star or even pretending to be her; she just likes the nickname. I have no reason to not do as she...
Dalton and I had only been married for about three months when I first noticed something about him I had't seen before. It was a hot day and we were driving down the freeway, the windows were open because we didn't have air conditioning. I was fanning myself and flipping the hem of my skirt up to let the breeze cool my legs. "Why don't you just take your t...
I'm still working on part three of Muscle Mature, so stay tuned for that. For now, enjoy a sex fantasy I've had for a while. The grammar is a little bad and some spelling may be off, I'm sorry about that, I rush to write these. Depending on how this story goes I'll decide if I make more of this story. Stay weird folks! ***** I was a tourist exploring Chica...
Blake Oates couldn't believe what he was looking at through his binoculars: a beautiful, and completely naked, young brunette displaying herself out in a field a clearing in the forest he was hiding in. Presumably, she thought she was safe, because no one else seemed to be anywhere in the area; certainly, he was far away enough-about one hundred yards away...
"Well how the hell do we fix this?!" Max asked him, struggling to keep her voice down. 8 in the morning wasn't the best time to be yelling in an apartment building, even one as soundproof as theirs. John flipped through the old book, shaking his head. "I don't know Max, the spell wasn't exactly clear on where the Undo button was." he replied, trying to igno...
"Hi." "Hi. It's been a long time." "Yes, it has. So, um, Surprise!" "Come in, Cathy. Please, have a seat. Make yourself comfortable. Can I get you a cup of coffee? Tea?" "That's what I love about you Ian. You are so even tempered. I was afraid of how you would react today. Do you know I almost had to bribe Susan to let me in to see you." "Nah, I'm sure...
Stories in this contest can be based around any winter holiday, or even just end-of-the-year festive nostalgia and atmosphere. This story could be in any of a number of categories. As the sun sets in the west, this is a love story, so I chose this category. Fair warning. My proofreader, always bubbly and cheerful, simply replied 'Damn you, I cried!' Pleas...
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Okay, I'll admit it. I'm one of those crazy ass preppers, a mountain man armed to the teeth, ready to hole up in my well-stocked, armored and armed fortress home in the advent of civilization's demise. I will also admit there's a chance it's all for naught, that I'm just another loose screw with a finger tip grip on reality. Sure, maybe the world just swims...