When I was twelve years old, I took second place in my state's regional spelling bee. Kids who take first place in their regional spelling bee get a free trip to Washington, D.C. to compete in the National Spelling Bee. But not second place. I took second. My mom still has the photos of me in my childish blue dress; an awkward pre-pubescent nymphet perched p...
It was one of those rare fall days when everything seems perfect. The air was pleasant, the stream was cold, and my daughter was taking a weekend home from college to go fishing with her old man. She had always been able to live in both worlds - at times the ultimate tom boy with her fishing rod and hip waders and at other times a lovely, graceful young woma...
**Disclaimer- I do not condone engaging in sexual activities with underage people or non-consensual sex. All people within this story are of age, and names have been changed to protect privacy.** The Bioscience Girl. Chapter 1 I don't know why I offered to fill in for Chris. I hate people, I hate groups of people and more importantly I hate young universit...
A pleasure to try my hand at the 750 word project, having submitted one myself already a couple of years ago. As previously my story has no real beginning or end, just the 'juicy' bit in the middle. Hopefully you bright lot out there will work out the significance of the title. It didn't make it any easier. +++=++++++++++++ "Are you really sure about this,...
Miles Morales' body ached like hell. Every single pain-ravaged cell in his exhausted body cried out for relief as he finally pulled his bruised and battered frame over his window frame and onto the floor of his room, whereupon he let out a muffled curse as he impacted the solid floor face first. For a few minutes, he lay stationary, waiting for the throbbing...
I have known him for a long time, but I am realizing that he wants to control me. Not all the time, but there are times when he wants total control. I thought I knew so much about him but the more I am learning, the more scared and aroused I am becoming. I am not sure why I feel both at the same time. Sometimes when we talk it is normal, but then there are t...
It's a cold December evening as you dress the way you have been instructed for the evening. Leather thong, corset and heels along with mesh stockings; leather skirt and a collar complete your whorish attire. I watch you as I myself dress, putting on my black sheer thong to show off my assets, the black silk shirt and black pants to complete my outfit. As we...
We were very clear in the idea that we both had a better life than we probably deserved. We were also clear we wanted the other person to be happy in the life they were already in - happier with our spouse, and much happier than he could be away from his daughter, or I could be without my two children. The kids should have kept us from doing what we did; tha...
My name is Melanie and this is a story of how I embarked on my sexual odyssey seven years ago. It was like any other normal day when Angela called and said, "Come to my office?" and hung up. "Damn you bitch!" I thought as I trudged up to her office. I was a young thirty-eight-year-old IT executive. Angela outranked me and hated my guts and was always loo...
Thanks to 'Techsan' for editing this story. It was the worst of times. It was the best of times. Boy, how many times have I heard that in my lifetime. Came from some book somewhere. Now a lot of the movies like to use that quote. For most people the statement is true. Only for me I seem to be getting more of the worst of times lately. My marriage of twenty-...