He was cute enough, thought Ramsay as she studied what's-his-name's profile in the dim light of the hallway. He was a philosophy major, which meant that he was probably moody. He certainly didn't seem like the frat house party type, but here he was at a Phi Delta Theta party, and Ramsay was becoming rather fond of his dark, thick-rimmed glasses and the blond...
Their relationship wasn't bad, but there were certainly a lot of aspects that needed work. Both of them narcissists, there was no room left in the relationship for their egos and certainly not enough for their deep insecurities. Past a certain point, the marriage was just convenient. They both shared the same circle of friends since college, and they both...
Wank Gough, aka 'The Goughster' here, with some guidelines to help all you WASPs (White Ango-Saxon protestants) out there fulfil your cuckold status. Now, as I'm all about the love, here's a little warning: tetchy WASPs who don't think they're natural and willing cuckolds might want to stop reading here, as you're likely to not be able to cope with ideas w...
Your darling sammich maker's late for her pig training, so I look her up in my phone. I don't know what pet name you have for your darling wife, but I have her in my phone as 'Gammon Wallet'. Me: 'WTF?' She has sixty seconds to answer, period. No excuses, no exceptions. And she's signed up to it. It's a respect thing; no matter what the little slag wagon's...
She'd been warned when she signed on for the internship. Her classmates had warned her away with unfathomable looks and cryptic words, but she'd persisted, knowing that the recommendations she'd receive at the end of the summer would "make" her career for the next five years. After an extensive set of interviews with the recruiter, as well as lengthy and she...
Please enjoy another chapter of this horrible situation. I have plans for the dark place this is going next, but please comment with ideas you would like to see explored! ***** The night where things became more violent had actually begun relatively mildly. Sure, there was an underlying current of violence in his every action as Ryan had blackmailed, shrun...
*Part One of a Series... I've been in this town two months now. No Friends. No relations. No job. Nothing but a hotel room, two suitcases and a laptop. What do you do? Well, I don't know about other people, but I masturbate. So what if the first thing I did after checking in this afternoon was to jerk off? And then nap. And then jerk off again. And then eat...
I've finally made it to Chapter 5! Just a few comments first. While Chapter 4 had a quieter and more sensuous tone to it, here I try to have tone similar to Chapter 3. The tone is louder and rowdier, although I think not as much so as Chapter 3. There are also multiple occasions where Ashley is pushed into orgasm instead of just one buildup. Next, I tried to...
Shannon took off her reading glasses and popped an Advil. She was paying the bills in her dimly lit bedroom when the headache hit. The numbers weren't adding up, and it didn't help that Caroline, the sketchy tenant who lived in the room upstairs, wasn't paying her rent on time. She sat back in her reclining chair and thought about her ex, who was looking af...
~Note from Crab~ First of all, Alice, calling your friends 'slaves' is silly, second of all, Malice and Malena, you're little Skyrim stuff, done, here, eat! Also, I am back after a rather harsh sickness! But not even a cold can't keep Crab down! ~End of note from Crab, drawing of crab~ ***** Behind any invading force is a tyrant, a creature sadistic enou...