The word that describes my life best - fucked. Every time I try to sort out the good parts from the bad, I always come to the same conclusion. My husband left me almost a year ago. Married years, thank god there were no children. I'd won in the divorce, but I have to work still. I love my job though. I'd stood on the bridge several other times, usually lat...
There is nothing like riding on the train. A bus is far too cramped and crowded. Busses don’t glide; they force you to pick a single spot and anchor yourself to it. Airplanes are no better. They do offer the advantage of a quicker travel time, which for painfully long distance travel can be beneficial. However, when it gets down to the actual travel “experie...
This is my first story, and I'm happy to have it done. It was simply a passion project for me and I wanted to share it if I could. Some elements were influenced by another writer on this site, Dongstar. If you enjoy this in any way, check out his work. * "Oh crap I'm going to be late!" Cathryn muttered in a quiet yell. Gathering her belongings in her purse...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
This is a story with slow development so if you're after a quick fix I'd advise you to look elsewhere or risk getting frustrated. The story explores the themes of foot fetish, female dominance and cum eating. If that's not your thing then move along; this isn't the story you're looking for. Also as this is my first attempt at writing a story (of any kind!) a...
Authors note: My apologies for the delay in this and the rest of the story, it has been a long time coming for sure so long a lot of you have probably given up hope of it ever coming. I actually wrote this and the next two chapter's right after it seemed popular that I continue the story, but I hit a wall trying to write the ending then walked away from writ...
Gretchen had promised me that if I lost my bet in regards to my sister, that I'd be whipped with an Australian stock whip. And since I lost that bet and since Gretchen isn't the sort to let me wriggle out of anything, I soon found myself in the basement, naked and tied to a bondage device that Gretchen called a torture tower. Now, the way Gretchen had me bo...
I had heard a few rumors about a run-in between her and Brian, but wanted to get the story straight from the source, so I opened with that. "Hi Dana. Why don't you sit down and we can talk for a few minutes." She looked a little apprehensive as she took a seat. "Have I done something wrong?" I laughed. "No, not as far as I know. Don't believe the stories...
Note: This is a 5 chapter story and is complete. It will unfold on a regular basis and is based on a real experience (not mine). The philosophical intertwining is all me and the sex (which is less than copious) is from the caverns of my imagination. * I'd made the lunch date with Margo almost 2 weeks ago. We'd been sitting at the breakfast table sipping c...
[Michael] Michael woke to pleasurable sensations coming out of his cock. He opened his eyes to find himself in bed with redhead pumping her cunt up and down his erect cock. Her back was to him as she squatted over his cock, pumping him with a passion. She was moaning loudly with every stroke and her cream was streaked over his cock. All Michael could see wa...