Before I start I want to give shoutouts to Tex from writing.com, along with all those who added to said interactive that this branches off from. *Potential Trigger Warning* ALL DEPICTED CHARACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER Also be prepared, as I tend to switch from first to second person when describing environments, just live with it. You are Davey, a 19 year o...
Recap: Candace Smith, 30s, was a sexy attractive TV news journalist with a slim athletic body. She had been assigned to interview Steve Fish, the wealthy bachelor CEO of Vee- Imaging. The company was a high tech government contractor which was obsessively secretive about its work. Later she started dating Steve. On each visit to the company she had to go thr...
As a foreword to this story, I'd like to say that if you're looking for a story about rape—if your fetish is a man raping a woman—then you probably won't like this story... So don't read it and then down-vote because it's not your fetish; you've been warned. To any potential readers who may be offended by rape in general, please give my story a chance... che...
-I've decided to start writing my dreams down. They're usually always sexual, but some are so bizarre I have to share them here. --bluefox07 *** I am the banana. I am the delicious, long, thick virile banana. I sit in the bowl on a lovely mahogany table with all my friends. Here is the mango, and the juicy orange coupled with some sumptuous red apples. W...
The next day, Timothy only just managed to drive himself to work. He had made all the adjustments needed so that he could see the road, but he was realizing that he wouldn't be able to drive for too much longer before his feet wouldn't be able to reach the pedals. 'We'll cross that bridge when we come to it,' he mused to himself as he pulled into the parki...
I finished spreading lather across my cheeks, checked that I had not missed a spot, and then picked up the razor. Warming it under the tap, I brought it to my jaw bone and dragged it down. The razor was hot and soothing against my skin. I stopped. Shaving never felt good. It was usually like scraping rust off an old piece of metal. I rinsed off my hands and...
The night had fallen for a couple hours, and yet, Los Angeles was more dynamic than ever. The city was shining a thousand lights coming from its numerous buildings, and its population was living it's life, far from suspecting something terrible was coming their way. And yet, it was. You see, there are things humans have come to think impossible, because the...
My husband, Dennis, introduced our last story that he had me tell since it was my adventure. Our current story is his to tell after I introduce more about myself to set the stage. I discovered my exhibitionist desires and love of sex the summer after graduating from high school before leaving home for college. My then boyfriend and a dozen of his friends pl...
"If this does not solve your issue Patrick. I swear to God I am going to fire you as soon as you get back." "Yes, sir." Patrick muttered as he hung up the phone. Patrick was sitting in some therapist's waiting room. He looked around at the cream-colored walls as he debated reading Newsweek. He decided against it and his mind wandered. 'This is all her faul...
The department store was relatively empty on Monday afternoon. Shoppers moved singly or in pairs between the racks, stopping every once in a while to finger the hangers or look at price tags. They rarely lifted their heads, keeping their eyes open for bargains, too focused to really notice anybody. Alex, however, remained hesitant. Though he seemed to be mi...