Why is it when people share stories about losing their virginity, it sounds like a fucking fairy tale? If you just dig a little deeper and you learn the truth is nowhere near close. Oh, and don't get me started on the bullshit stories people write about how when a girl is deflowered by the man of her dreams, making it sound like a loving gesture of passion a...
Samantha was worried that she'd be wobbly in those new heels when she slid them on her feet that morning. As she tightened the straps around her ankles, she wondered if she should have gone with the more sensible flats that she normally wore for work. But she was feeling a little more dangerous today. Besides, she was damn proud of these new heels. They were...
HARSH TRUTHS We entered Barbara's house through the garage door into her living room. I followed one step behind, naked as always except for the metal collar with the number nine on it. Once inside she turned to me and with a bright smile said, "Welcome to my home, Danica. I'm going to go change and then we'll have some wine and talk for a while. Feel free...
Tony strode confidently into 'his' bar. With a slight hand gesture, he sent the wannabe standing in his spot scurrying. No one took the best spot in the best bar from Tony. At least no one had the balls to take it from him. Though only 5-9, his muscular build along with a confident swagger intimidated most men and attracted women. A jagged facial scar from a...
Cathy's heart that had been racing moments before once again shuttered to a stop. Virgins? Was that what this was all about? Her round cheeks tinged scarlet at the memory of an early conversation with Stacy. The girl had stopped by her dorm room late on Friday night. She wondered why Cathy was not out on a date or clubbing with the other girls on her floor...
Late! I can't believe I was late for my first class. I was currently lost and running through Diggs Hall looking for room 398. "Where the hell is it?" I said to myself. After being at this University for nearly 4 years you would think I would have some sense of direction but I feel as lost as ever. Since the fire burned the old Diggs Hall down and with enou...
"Is that Rick actually mowing his own lawn?" I asked Joe, my closest neighbor. It was Saturday afternoon, and we'd just returned from playing golf. "Yep," said Joe. "This last month he's been doing lots of chores." "Unbelievable," I replied, opening my trunk so he could get his clubs. "That guy won't even bring his trash cans back from the curb. He makes...
Chapter 1-A Day in the Life Annie gritted her teeth and gripped the edge of the mattress as her body was rocked forward again. She felt him bottom out, her cunt stretching to accommodate the bulbous head and thick, rock hard length of his shaft. She barely made to catch a quick gasp of air before he pulled back and slammed into her once more causing her to...
My friend's sister, Ivy, had been trying to talk to me for months now, but would suddenly giggle and run away, leaving me feeling like I had my fly open or half a pie stuck to my face or something equally embarrassing. If she wasn't talking to me, she was staring at me, brown eyes boring into the back of my skull, only to look away when I turned around. If...
I must begin by defining the term Lit Wives. While not a Lit Wife, I would have no problem being one in most cases by what the husband DOES. Hopefully, I would not be one to do to my husband what the Lit Wives do. Once I provide my definition, you might question that statement, but I will clarify. In terms of a definition, a Lit Wife is the wife of a husban...