I like Saturday mornings. Not because of any great affinity for being yanked from my slumber by wildlife singing or the sight of the rising sun burning off the previous night's fog. The enjoyment is more prosaic, a pure bout of escapism from my shitty one bedroom apartment with its exposed pipes along the wall, my shitty dead-end job with its shitty bosses...
A blaring horn brought Sam back to reality. Startled, he jerked his car back into his lane, realizing he had just driven right past his exit. "What in the Hell is wrong with me?" he thought. It was Friday, and Sam was on his way home from the airport after a trip that had been a mix of work and play. The work had been a waste of time, but the play had been...
(After my mother passed it became my duty to look through her possessions and to discard or to distribute to siblings what I found. This seems to offer insights into her relationship with Father that would surprise me if I didn't know she wrote it for him. As a woman I paused at some of the language and perspective but believe is explained as an offering to...
EPILOGUE -- PART 1 Turns out Katie did actually leave the house by now. I could've and should've known. She left me a note near the front door she needed to go to work. For all I knew, this could've been true, but I didn't care. There was no comparison. All this time she had been playing me, all those months, blocking me, setting out rules, boundaries—and w...
While I have a few stories based loosely on the same theme. This time, going to continue the Stephanie story where the first one left off at. This will be at the same slow pace, building and building up. It's been few weeks since our first encounter. Nothing of note has happened, in truth we have both been busy with life stuff. Just a few texts here and th...
Skyrim: Spanked (and more) by Ulfric By KajiraGames M/F spanking, sex Based on characters, events and dialogue in the Skyrim RPG game. I do not own the Elder Scrolls IP, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Ilse lived in a perpetual state of 'glad to be alive'. After escaping death by chopping block a...
The hot California sun hung in the sky so much brighter than the overcast northeast. It's perfect though. I can finally purchase a home and be free of the frustration of New York rent. Driving around from potential home to potential home with my long lost friend Alina made it even more familiar. She opened the white door of a large home after undoing the key...
Today, Caroline choses a white satin Basque underneath a prim butter-wouldn't-melt white blouse and goes to work with Peter, her husband. He is a boring, dozy fucker. Sex is almost non-existent with them and they don't talk all that much, it's a marriage of convenience. She's a fuckin' nightmare to live with also, stuck up, nasty, petty, authoritarian, but t...
India smiled at the young couple. She loved seeing clients in this office. It seemed so cozy and the clients could cuddle while talking to her... It was a great couch. Reed looked a bit tense, but it had been months since he'd been out of his thing...of course when India thought of her husband and how long he had been in a tube, it didn't really give her mu...
"Now! Tell me is there anything that I can tell you to make your life more comfortable?" The drive futanari asked as I looked out the window. The car thudded as it ran down the freeway, I looked up to the smiling green-eyed black hair futa with slightly pan skin massive double d breasts and a small smile on her lips as I sighed. "No thank you....