She came home from class just like every other day. She sat down at her computer to check her e-mail only to stare at an empty inbox yet again. Was he never going to write her back? Had he changed his mind about his family and decided it would be best if they didn't talk? She didn't know. All she could think about was his kind words and charming smile. Why d...
I began an online romance recently. It began one Saturday night as we both sipped wine, while instant messaging, laughing and getting sillier as the hours passed. We asked each other questions. You probably are familiar with the routine. We got a bit sensual and thus started our online romance. As time went on, for some reason, I would get irritated with th...
Fuck, she thought, what was it with boys her own age, why must they be so inept when it comes to sex with girls? Once again she was let down sexually by guys in her so-called age group. They could care less about what she wanted or the other girlfriends needed; all the guys cared about was their fucking little cocks being sucked and spewing their sticky cum...
1 "Would you pose for me in private?" It was such a direct question, so boldly delivered that he couldn't respond for a moment. They had met by accident that afternoon in town, had almost passed each other in the street, then stopped with a flicker of recognition and a shared smile. She had pulled him to the side of the path to get out of the way of the ot...
Things had not been going well in their lives and tension between the two had been mounting. They had planned on meeting soon and some anxious anticipation began to fuel the tension between them even more. For some reason there seemed to be some uncertainty in the air. Possibly the myspace.com thing had become too complicated and communication too hard to do...
Lucy sat, staring into the computer screen. It had been three weeks since she had met Rob, since he had made a woman out of her. And since then, everything had changed. Before it had been enough to dress. To go out, perhaps to a T club and socialise, or to drive into town and shop. She had quickly learned to find her style, and blend. Sensible smart skirts,...
(I hope the person who wrote the song will forgive my inclusion of it in this story- along with the mention of several other songs which he has written- (and for changing his name to protect the guilty umm…. I mean innocent-) I am not conceited enough to believe I am the subject- but being unable to ask (without embarrassment-) I wrote a piece of Fiction. So...
I've translated this e-mail, sent by one half of a chat-room conversation to the other. The names have been changed, to protect the guilty, and I've taken the liberty of changing certain measurements and sizes into something recognisable to non-metric speakers. There are references in the text to other experiences, which could form the subject of other submi...
~Little Note from Crab~ Hey, Hey, Hey! It's Crab, leave some feedback on what you want to see. I grabbed a bowl with pieces of paper with fetishes to choose from and picked out, so if you want to see something more specific, say so. Got anything to say? Voice it! ~End of Little Note~ I've been stuck in this cold cell for about a day now, or maybe more,...
Let me introduce myself. My name is Tina Cosgrove and I'm 57 years old and an only child. I'm single and I currently work from home as a book accountant for a couple of local companies and a charity. I have spent all of my adult life living in my family home. My father died when I was a child and I was a carer for my mother from the age of 19 until about six...