Caitlyn held the phone up, keeping her eyes on the road, and said, "Okay. Period. I'm. On. My. Way. E. T. A. Twenty. Minutes. Period. Send." She had to hope that saying it a little slower would prevent any embarrassing speech-to-text mess-ups, because she didn't have the attention to spare for a double check. "Call. Tori." Her sister's speakerphone-altered...
Meghan guzzled a craft beer in seconds, pumping her Adam's apple as the loud pub pulsed around her. "Ahhhh," she sighed, and smacked her glass on the wooden table. She smiled. "You learn a few things growing up in Minnesota." Her audience of two was split. Charlie, Meghan's coworker, grinned. His girlfriend Marissa looked slightly sick. Meghan giggled. "W...
It was a breezy summer day, slightly overcast but perfect weather for working in the yard. Being a fair skinned ginger, I like to avoid harsh rays when I can. I was out weeding my flower bed and dead set on getting some color into my landscape. As I worked, I heard voices coming from my neighbor's yard. I peered over my shoulder to see two young men of about...
Author's note: All characters in this story are 18 years old or older. ***** Mrs. Jamison gestured to the diagram she'd drawn on the whiteboard. It looked sort of like one of those heart monitors one saw in hospitals, straight, then abruptly up, then down, then straight again. As had happened already during that morning's class session, as had happened eve...
Ch. 19: Saturday - Monday A few quick notes: 1. this is the nineteenth and last chapter of a longish story, a novel in many chapters 2. everyone is 18+ 3. there is no safe sex here - cause it's a fantasy, not an instruction manual 4. crossdressing and gender bending, not everyone's cuppa tea - be forewarned Because Saturday, Sunday and Monday are short...
I parked in the driveway of a house for sale around the corner, walked through back yards to our place, and let myself in the back door. I figured Jean would get home around 11:00, so I quickly went upstairs, changed into black jeans, a black T-shirt, black hoodie, and black running shoes. Just in time. I heard a car slowing down. The bedroom window overloo...
12:27. Rebecca looked at her phone again, the sun dancing off its screen. 12:27. Darren should be here soon if the taxi was running right and the traffic wasn't too heavy. Her thumbs idly swept and unlocked the cell and she found herself flitting through the messages from the past few months. Sometimes they were frequent between them both: urgent, greedy,...
Clark and Melanie were high school sweethearts. They dated all though high school and into college. Clark was very clean cut and a bit of a nerd. Melanie liked that about him though. One night at a college party that Clark and Melanie were attending, Melanie got really drunk on some jungle juice and they got into a big fight. Clark didn't want to make thin...
This is a fanfic. I have the Original author's permission to do this, so please enjoy! (Check out sexgundam666, but if this is the stuff you like you probably have done so already) ***** Marie's POV: I laid there, on my bed, and cried. All I had to cover myself was a towel, wrapped around my tits, barely covering anything else. My dick hung off the e...
It all started on an innocent Thursday night my sophomore year. Being only 20 we couldn't go to the bars so the girls and I went looking for a house party. Sarah was dating a senior on the hockey team and said we could go over to the team house if we wanted to drink for free and hang out with the guys. Since I had been wearing out the batteries on my favorit...