Lisa Marvell had always done everything that was expected of her, and every decision she made was calculated to help advance her career. She worked hard in college and got her degree in journalism. Although she grew up in the age of MySpace and later Facebook, she was always carefully not to post anything that could come back to haunt her in the future. She...
Hey readers! This is my first story on this site. I hope you get as hot reading it as I did writing it. The first chapter is sort of setting the scene, but the action will come pretty soon. I'd love feedback in the comments! Xoxo *** Hi! I'm Jack. I'm 5'2 with pale white skin, a super slim body and a mop of dirty blond hair. At school I always thought I wa...
I'd been masturbating to Kathy Ireland's gold ass and green eyes tacked to my wall all summer. I was nineteen—stupid and destroying my teeth with the phosphoric acid in Coca Cola. My brother-in-law handed me a Miller Light and a note. It read vibe something—a girl's email from his meat selling job. He was a tall manner-less hick who lived in dive bars, so th...
Natalia, Visiting parents for the weekend. Will be back for evening class on Monday. -Camelia I reread the note one more time before tossing it in the trashcan. Things between Camelia and I have cooled considerably, we mostly communicate via post-it note or the message board on our door. We haven't talked everything out after the slight fall out about...
Solace “Sol” Tynan stood, swaying slightly, as she watched her now ex-best friend and lover, Rosanna “Sanna” Romero, stride purposefully across the street. It was a damned good thing she was holding tightly to her mobility cane because she might have made quite a spectacle of herself by crumpling to the sidewalk for no good reason that anyone could discern....
Chapter 5 - The First Summer Amy's time throughout the rest of the summer was divided between her classes and Suzanne' photo sessions. Suzanne took Amy all over the Mid-west for photo shoots on weekends and whenever she had a break in her schedule during the week. They hit all of the Great Lakes, and traveled as far as Minnesota to the west and Pennsylvania...
If you've read the previous parts you'll know you can skip the rest of the intro and go straight to the action You'll also know that I'm writing a series of accounts about my life in England; mainly true accounts, with just a little embellishing here and there. They're about my sex life to be precise, but then what other type of life is written about on Lit...
I had been taking the same route home for years. Every night walking the same six blocks to the subway station to board the same train, to get off at the same stop 4 blocks from my tiny basement apartment in the building my landlord kept just above a slum. Rent was cheap enough that a part time job at a small tea house in the art district covered it and most...
My name is Chester and I am an architect. After ten years of an "ideal" marriage with a lady called Mildred, I had a fling with my secretary, whose name I won't tell, and since I am not good at keeping secrets, my wife sued for divorce. I am not proud of the experience, so I won't go into the "juicy" details here; besides, I don't want to relive the emotiona...
4 In college I was still (for some reason) somewhat broken up over Jay, and, strangely, a bit more broken up over losing Justine, but not so broken up as to ignore all the fresh young boys, and girls, who found me to be the older, more experienced woman, who found this slight five or six year advantage I had over them seductive. I had already lived with a m...