Susan was feeling stressed and anxious. She was tremendously busy at work and at home her kids were driving her crazy! Her loving husband Tom could feel Sue's stress building. Her 40th birthday was approaching, so as a gift he planned a trip to celebrate. They would leave the kids at Tom's parents' house and take a long weekend trip to California. Tom and S...
A BWWM erotic short story adapted from the classic fairytale, Rumpelstiltskin. *** "Tomorrow? But there's no way I can have the money by then." Tasha bit her lower lip. The last thing she wanted was to break out in tears over the phone. "I really hate to put you in this position, Tasha. I admire your business and want to help you out in any way I can, b...
Chapter Six: Preparations I woke, at home, stiff and sore in my own bed. I was surprised to find that I was dry, no indication that I had soiled myself while unconscious. And my pockets were largely empty, so most of the things I left in the pack must still be there. Good to know. My bladder did feel full, but not painfully so, and I rolled out of the bed...
I didn't think Jake was my type. He seemed like a typical frat boy, with an old-fashioned, Southern view on most things. Sure, he was gorgeous and just brushing against his muscular shoulders or my hip touching his strong legs was enough to send shivers down my spine and moisten my pussy lips. But I liked more attainable guys, geeky or artsy dudes. When we...
Chapter 2: Motherfucking Badass Note: Thanks for all the support for the first chapter! All feedback is appreciated. Still a slow burn, I'm afraid. But I'm hoping it will be worth it in the end! Let me know what you think of this chapter? ———— It's day four of my purgatory known as suspension from school and Will Decker, detective extraordinaire, is in...
Anyone ringing me at three in the morning needs to be hung drawn and quartered even though I needed to be up in half an hour of which my alarm was already set. I knew who it was so it was no surprise to see my best friends name, Gina, on my phone. "Morning Kirsty." Came the overexcited voice. "Do you know what time it is?" I exclaimed in mock anger "some o...
Azalea took Dakota's advice and took the rest of the night off to prepare for their trip, and to recover, as much mentally as physically, from that night's ordeal. Dakota had not only offered to cover for her shift, but handled the employees who had gathered around the locked practice room door and came up with some story to explain what those screams had be...
Stan's Story Chapters 9 and 10 Prologue Written by Stan It was a little more than two years later when we gathered at my house to read the accounts that had been written by each of the five of us. During the intervening months I had received the stories from each of the participants and we had ongoing exchanges about the project. No one but me had seen any...
The shop was silent as a monk's tomb, just as it had been all day. What little light trickled in through the windows gave the room an eerie, orange glow. Beautiful, but sinister. Once again, the city was being drowned by a sandstorm, which had turned the streets outside into an arid wasteland. The petrified eye hung low in the skies above the city, and the d...
Author's Note: This is the first of seven chapters that will be exploring the sexual escapades of an extremely well-endowed cis bisexual male named Lance. This story is told in first person past tense, and it has semi-ridiculous proportions and cumflation. Lance is now in his late 20s, and he is a spectacle of a man. 6'3" tall (190cm), a toned athletic fram...