Tim had been interested in Sandra for a long time, and felt that she was equally into him as well. She always had some comment on his Twitter posts that seemed 'a little more than friends'. They had been going back and forth like this for what felt like ages to Tim. There had been many times that they private messaged each other back and forth late into the...
This is a sequel to "A Keyholder's First Week." It's recommended, but not necessary to read that story first. *** Jason and Beth had just finished an early dinner. Jason had dinner ready by 5 because Beth had told him that she had some mysterious plans for the evening. She didn't actually say mysterious; she just didn't say what the plans would be. Jason w...
"The early years." The stories you are about to read are true, believe it or not! First how do I do this. Actually this is just a long version of a diary. I love to add notes. Notes help the reader to understand what's about to happen and in our case they try to make it clear how I can remember details from 55 years ago. I'll admit I guessed about the di...
This is an exact true story this time of my first time – unfortunately. All stories will be mostly of one person and other people for other chapters and since these are based on real people their names will be changed. Also all people are exactly 18 years old in high school if you catch my drift. Also sorry if the story seems to lose focus, these are old mem...
ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS. Robin Rizzo looked like a young Liz Taylor, everyone said it, and it was true, her beauty was striking. Robin was a reporter for the Bay City Sentinel, and the owner of a brand new Detroit Motors 'Road Rager' convertible she splurged for after her promotion to Senior Investigator. She bought the Road Rager with all the sexy optio...
I want to know. I want to know when you're thinking about me, when you're feeling happy, when you're feeling sad. I want to know when you feel excitement; I want to know when you feel euphoria. I get off on knowing you are having fun. Thinking about you mid-orgasm makes me shudder with extreme pleasure. I want to taste you. I want to suck on your fingers, y...
Scarlett Kushchenko rubbed lotion over her long, sleek legs, pausing and smiling at the birthmark -- shaped like a phallus -- on the front of her left thigh. Not that she needed any help, but she was sure that birthmark facilitated her getting laid at least a dozen times. She stopped lotion application once again to inspect her rose-and-briars right ankle...
Her day started out very typically. Morning shower, get dressed, drive to work. Her job as an facilities manager gave her ample opportunity to converse with people from all walks of life. She liked what she did most days and did it very well. This day started off no differently, until she received a text from an old friend, inviting her to play a word game...
I can not believe how cold the weather has gotten I mumble to myself as I slide into the seat behind the drivers wheel of my car. The windshield covered in frost from during the night. Working the late shift I did not get much time to keep my car from the weather. Oh how I hate driving in this snow. The roads are covered in it. And I know that under the snow...
Sitting at your desk at work thinking of Master and what I do to you. It almost drives your wild and has you very wet that you feel the need to be kitty good as you rise to go to the back room to spend time alone. You stop when you see flowers being delivered and wonder who they are for; curiosity has always gotten you in trouble because this time you smil...