This is my submission to the 2020 Valentine's Day contest. Please take a second to vote if you enjoy reading it. I've already enjoyed reading some of the submissions and look forward to reading more entries. Good luck to all the authors. * I almost felt like I didn't belong the first few weeks. Many of the faces were only a handful of years younger than me...
The people in my story are all 18 or over. ***** It comes to that time of year when all I want to do is not answer the door. The only upside is when you get to see the odd mum or older sister in a tight costume but that's little more than a tease which then has to be dealt with after you close the door. Now I was new to the area this year and was a teach...
Elizabeth laid in her bed panting, staring at the porcelain white ceiling as George's soft snoring broke the night time silence. The cold semen dribbling from her slit contrasted greatly with the burning heat radiating from it. She ached for more. Her hand slipped down to her throbbing clit as she thought back to her romp with Tim. The way his thick cock str...
Me: Driving still? Her: Still awhile to go. Me: So your kid had to miss school today. Her: Yeah, all the events were yesterday. And it's too long a drive to make. So it's Monday on the interstate. Me: I'm sorry. Her: Thanks. Me: Send me a pic of a body part. Anything. A knee. Just put me there. Her: Still driving Me: You are driving? Or X? Her:...
* * * * * Click Here to listen muse33 tell angela146's story. (16 min/RealMedia) * * * * * My husband and I were in college for five years. His student teaching was in the fall of his first senior year. It was a nerve racking first few days but once he got into it, it was OK. He was teaching mostly seniors. Some of the girls in his classes were only a c...
It was lunch time and I was sitting in the park with Muriel having a sandwich when Janet came along. Muriel, Janet, and myself (I'm Rochelle, by the way), are three birds of a feather. We were in the same class at school, all leaving at the same time, all working at the local mall (for the time being), and all doing baby-sitting jobs to help stretch our inco...
I am an early stage writer. I recently published my first story (Too Predictable) but Join the Club was the first one I wrote. I'm still looking for editors but hopefully I've clean up many mistake for this story (thank you Grammerly). I'm sure it still has errors but hopefully they aren't too distracting. I will find an editor before I publish again. This...
*I hope you enjoy this part. Only two more until this series comes to an end. But make sure you read the seventh part carefully when time comes because it sure isn't the end for some people!* Two Weeks Later John came into my room. I soon became used to his nightly visits. I had a feeling he was becoming fond of me as well because he seemed to be a lot mor...
First of all let me apologise to my regular readers for my long absence as I am back to working full time, which leaves me very little time to write. Hopefully you will enjoy the further adventures of Ms. Harley as I have been drawn to write a side series of stories that relate to the A Woman's Journal series. I can't promise how often I will be able to sub...
This opinion piece may spark a few arguments but I feel it has to be said. The house may be a filthy mess; but better that than a messed up family. I think many have preferenced the cleanliness of their household over maintaining a healthy relationship with their family or housemates. The urgency to have what you want, done right now, should not be held high...