We, the three of us, were all crammed into a single car. You of course are at the wheel, always has been that way for nearly everything between us, you guiding the hand. Not that I ever minded; I like being treated like I couldn't choose for myself. I am in the back seat, as was requested by you so I could make sure that the other woman in the car would have...
This coffee seems endless. We're getting to that awkward stage where one of us has to tip their hand so we both know where we're going after this, but neither of us want to. Me, because I'm so nervous after so many years of rejection; you, I don't know. I don't know what motivates you yet, what's going on behind those dark, restless eyes. Of course I know yo...
So I started working at the nursery and began to make friends with the girls there. They were all local, and were mostly just out of college, so I was one of the older girls. I soon struck up a friendship with a few of them and we used to have a laugh and muck around at work. One girl in particular became a very close friend, Jodie. Jodie was only just 19...
She arrived on time, dressed as instructed. She arrived in a white blouse, buttoned to the neck with a short tartan skirt and bare feet. Underneath I knew there would be simple cotton underwear. She knew what I liked and rarely disappointed. What was ahead of her could be considered by some as a punishment, but in this instance it was a mutual exploration o...
Part I My hand stills on the door, palm resting lightly into the smooth grain of the wood beneath. Already my mouth has gone dry and I can feel my pulse beat a tattoo in my neck. A simple push of that door will find me in your territory, under the spell of those unsettling dark eyes, knowing you will unwrap me layer by layer until there is nothing left. You...
Ben was slowly awaking from a deep sleep. His mind was still groggy from the amount of alcohol he consumed the night before at the party. His eyes still firmly closed as he assessed the damage he had done. As his senses returned he felt the first effects of what promised to be a killer hangover. His stomach was also feeling the abuse it had suffered the nigh...
She had agreed to meet him for lunch at the mall. It was a safe place where they could get to know one another before deciding to move on to the next stage. So they sat down for a meal at UNO's of all places, right next to the carousel in the food court and started talking about their different prefers and likes. After the meal, he asked if she'd like to j...
Note: This is entirely a work of fiction, and a product of the authors imagination... However the author has taken actual events that have been witnessed at various times and used them for inspiration and context... Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely unintentional. * She was young, much younger then I... maybe 25 or 26, definitely not...
Falgon, the creator of the Pleasure Cult had designed the 5 stages of a Pleasure Cult Pledge: examination, submission, exhibition, domination and control. The stages were not clearly defined nor easily navigated. Instead, the entire time a cadet was a pledge he could be moved from one stage to another at the whim of any full member. A pledge could be sent to...
Everyone in this story is over the age of 18 All usual disclaimers apply This is my first try at writing a story, so any constructive criticism is welcome So lets get in to the story. How did I get here? Sometimes that is the question that most people say when they turn 25 years old and are the single owner of three different boys. No?... just me? Well...