It was a dark and gloomy day as most days are bound to be when everything around you seems, unreal. Seven married years, twenty-one years of friendship, thirty odd years of family and suddenly it all seemed so, staged. Nothing seemed to make sense as Mark Tinder walked down the paved path towards his favourite park on this gloomy January morning, the wind p...
I'm so confused at the moment. I think I'm gay, oh wait could I be bi? Or am I a lesbian? I have all these mixed emotions and I don't know what to do. Does this sound familiar? Then read on $2 peep shows. I was thinking about this the other day, don't ask me as to why I was thinking about it, maybe my sex deprived life caused my mind to wander, plus I had...
5 - Dirty Harriet: I'd been summoned above ground. A rare occurrence for anyone working in the bunker. The only other time I ever give up my subterranean office life was to go into the field on operations. I knocked almost hesitantly on Director of Operations office door. There was a very, very long pause. I imagined the Director behind her desk slowly cou...
Warnings I promised: There is no f/f or group in this story. Read with no fear… It's all m/f, but it takes a while to get there. This one's a vampire story. Okay, if you read "leader of the pack" then I suggest you read my prefaces. If you didn't then it's not necessary, but I suggest it, if you want to avoid future confusion should you choose...
We'd not seen each other since the night out in the club and the passion on the college grounds. We'd messaged a little bit but she was still seeing her boyfriend and wasn't looking for a repeat performance. She wanted to see if we could be friends. She called me to say that her parents would be out of town that weekend and that I could come over and watch...
Guess I shouldn't have been surprised it would come to this. Jack always insisted he was getting better, but sure enough, he was up to his old tricks: Stealing shit to fund his 'kicked' dope habit. Now I'm sitting on my front porch as Detective Pindick goes through my shit. He probably thinks I'm in on it. I'm sure to him that anyone with tattoos and a mohaw...
Hey, so, I have just awful writer’s block on my ongoing stories (my path in At the Cabin and the one I’m working on in the background; Lily’s Monster Blog is intentionally supposed to be sporadic in updates), so I thought I’d try something new to shake that off. This is generally a story about confident, covert nudity, and getting off on the risk of exposure...
My husband, Max, came home from his European book signing tour finally. I was hornier than ever, so when I took him into the bedroom to get him in the mood I was disappointed as he promptly began snoring from exhaustion. Jet lag, I get it. I sighed and went to prepare dinner as I would have done if he hadn't come home at all. I slept on the couch because his...
You are kneeling on the floor next to the bed you have shared with your husband for the fifteen years we have been married. Your hands are folded neatly in your lap and your eyes are looking down at the floor while you wait. You are trying to be the very model of patience. You are completely nude except for your heavy leather collar, but you still feel hot....
"Are we really going to go out in matching workout gear?" Kat turned to her husband and playfully punched him in the arm. "You said they were cute when you bought them as an us gift for Christmas." Mike frowned. "Well, yeah. I just..." He trailed off and looked back at them in the mirror. The couple was dressed in matching windbreaker suits, real Rocky Ba...