She gets her mojo back by responding to a challenge This short story is entirely a work of fiction * Rowena's mind and body had been numb for months. Since her husband's death she merely drifted from day to day. Her life was composed solely of eating when hungry and washing when dirty. Being wealthy she didn't even have to keep the house or the garden g...
I came out of the closet as a bisexual to my friend kaylie a while back. She has been my scout for dick pics ever since, sending me pics of her boyfriends and random guys that message her. She's out getting good cock and I'm beating off to her exploits, wondering how these straight guys would feel about another dude getting off on their dick pics. One week...
So dark...disoriented. Where am I? What happened? These questions roll through my mind as my eyes adjust to the darkness. I go to move my body and realize that I am tied to something. Frightened now, I twist my head around frantically trying to make out something, anything in the darkness that would give me some idea where I am. Nothing. Think girl. What's...
I'm not quite sure what the word is for the way I'm feeling right now. Awkward, maybe; uncomfortable; embarrassed, possibly. There seem no words apt enough to describe my mood. Perhaps it's the injustice of the situation; here I am, a man, forced into voyeurism by circumstance. But I am here nonetheless, seated humbly and awaiting the ultimate humiliation....
When life gives you lemons, you shouldn't make lemonade you should run like hell! The name is Samuel Champagne. I'm a young American man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm having a Devil of a time in the Capital region of Canada. It's nothing like the City of Brockton, Massachusetts, where I was born. Sometimes I can't...
Late Summer, 1889 As the carriage rolled to a stop, Catherine Wright peered through its foggy windows, barely able to make out the tall, ionic pillars that marked the entrance to the country's finest museum. Even through the evening mist, she could she it: gleaming limestone, manicured lawns, and an ornate, wrought iron fence. With a curiosity not becom...
"This is definitely crossing new territory," Marianne Walsh said, looking at her husband Luther Brands. They'd known each other for nearly a decade and been romantically involved for three years. During that time, Luther discovered his bisexuality and Marianne fell in love with the world of BDSM. Since then, the couple found themselves at something of a cros...
David sat waiting in his desk chair for when his next door neighbor, Deina would walk into her room tired from her two hour volleyball practice. Strutting into her room with those tight short spandex shorts on and that criss-cross bra she always wore underneath her jersey. Those shorts were so tight you'd have to peel them of her butt, and he didn't mind tak...
This is my first post. I all of the sudden felt compelled to write. There is no one here to judge me and as I struggle though some challenges, writing helps me exorcise. Please read my bio for some much needed context. Thank you. FIRST STRIKE THIS EXPERIENCE BEGAN HERE I had seen it in a movie once, though I cannot recall where. A woman, blindfolded a...
"Manal, seriously, this is what the toilets look like in Islamic countries? Really? No place for you to sit, you just squat down? Hot damn," Justin Melrose said, grinning and shaking his head as he looked at the picture of the tiled floor. Focusing on the image on the computer screen while smirking derisively, Justin failed to see the look of pure fury on th...