The drive was long and tiring, yet relaxing. The day was so hot, and started on such a bad note. Bob just being Bob giving me one of his, 'I'm in a hurry to get to work fucks,' jumping up and running to the shower, to the coffee, to the car, and speeding out of sight. Only this morning it seemed not just disappointing, but aggravatingly thoughtless. I just g...
To understand the background and the characters in this story it will help greatly to read the earlier chapters. If you don't like stories in the Loving Wives section where the wives actually do some 'loving', please use the back button now. * "We, are going to have to have more control over events than yesterday. To begin with, we are not going to have an...
He woke slowly, pulled from sleep by the tug on his wrists, arms stretched out unnaturally, lashes catching against something as he tried to open his eyes. The material on his face was stretchy, following the contour of nose and brow. Darkness was all he could make out. Something held his wrists, soft yet strong. And his ankles, he realised a second later,...
I watched as her little green car pulled in next to mine, and my heart skipped a beat. I had been coming to this Laundromat at basically the same time every Sunday afternoon for over a year. It was the best time I had found, since there was never anyone else here at this time, and I didn't have to worry about not finding an available washer or dryer. About s...
The warm sea gently laps the storm tossed figure on the sand until it stirs; opens salt encrusted eyes; licks dry thirsty lips; lets go of the spar it is resolutely clutching; struggles to its knees and mentally offers a prayer to its deity. Later the shipwrecked sailor will wonder why his god has decided that he should be saved and all his shipmates on the...
"She's been crying like this all night," Benji sighed. "I feel so helpless." Tony leaned into me and whispered sympathetically, "What's wrong, beautiful?" Coming from someone who was normally the life of the party, the act of compassion was made even greater. "Everything," I sniffled. "Well," he smiled, "Could you elaborate so that I might possibly unde...
This story was adapted from a chat play between myself and Mark_44. The noise of the club is dulled outside the little back room as the bar fills the orders for last call. The walls are tagged with graffiti and gig posters. I walk in, all five-foot-three of me, with a wide grin and my phone in one hand and a bottle of Stella in the other. My skin is light b...
Chapter 2: "Oral Invasion" "Da fuck is goin' on in there?" Donk shook his head at the scene visible through Kitty's open bedroom window. The two of them were on the roof outside Kitty's room and were watching the pathetic scene inside. "Fuckin' whiteboy be cryin' like a bee-otch!" Toad chuckled. "Well, damn, yeah, with a little whiteboy babydick like that...
"I have thought about what you are offering and I am willing to submit to you as my master." The words crossed her lips with a surety and understanding above her 18 years. She would commit to her master wholly and completely, whatever that involved. A smile crossed his lips with the knowledge of this. He would control her, dominate her, watch her submit and...
As luck would have it, I finally met a girl I liked. And she seemed to like me. Our third date and she was letting me cook her dinner. At my apartment. Just me and her. I could not blow this. I let her into my building, and we began to walk up to the third floor. I was a gentleman and let her in first and we began to climb the stairs. Of course there are ad...