Day four hundred and two of my incarceration in this hell hole of a manufacturing company. I remember when I first interviewed for this position, believing it would bring me a new life. If I had only known what I do now. On that interview day it was warm and I had spent almost two hours primping. The expense of the new clothing I purchased was a little mode...
How did you say goodbye to a love affair that had never started? Since her reawakening, it was fair to say Helena had been obsessed with the woman Myka Bering. They had seemed to have such commonalities that Myka Bering was destined to be her lifelong companion. But for all they shared—literature, loss, the Warehouse—their hearts remained their own. Myka was...
With graduation only a few short weeks away now, pretty much all the athletic activities were over. As such, the track and football field were deserted as I stood waiting for Jayleen to arrive. A few minutes later she did, and we ducked behind the stands where we'd met before. Having arrived early, we still had a good thirty minutes before class, so I was ho...
Cold rain, wind and hail pummeled the city. The power had been out for some time. Jeanne didn't know the exact reason why. She didn't care. She was just pissed. The entire city had shut down, traffic had come to a complete stop, she'd missed her meeting, and she was soaked to the bone. Jeanne could do nothing but shiver in her flimsy business suit as she s...
Recently, and inexplicably, a number of fifty dollar words have wormed their way into my vocabulary. I have an irresistible impulse to use them in a story (I don't know if there is a word for that condition). So that you don't think that I'm a totally pretentious asshole, I'll define them for you at the start: Atychiphobia – unwarranted fear of failure Conc...
~Sari Shepard~ I had worked for Griffin Bottled Gas for four years, filling propane tanks at homes in rural Maine, where natural gas service wasn't available. It wasn't my dream job, but it wasn't high-stress either. Eventually, I planned to go back to school and finish my degree, but the job suited me well at the time. I was sure my wife Hailey was cheati...
Edited by BunLover Disclaimer This chapter contain scenes of violence, blood and gore. The sex scenes offer the following fetishes, not necessarily in this order; Straight sex, Gay sex (men on men), Anal, Unconsciousness, Masturbation, Blowjob, Tail. Tablet MasterChapter 3: Wording matters "What did your accomplice do to Master Aven?" Mia said. "He used...
Author's note: All sexual acts portrayed in this story are between characters aged 18 or older. Any resemblance to non-fictional people and events is neither intended by the author nor inferred by the text. Thank you for reading. Please enjoy. Chapter 1 My name is Clayton Dawes, and I'm 18 years old. By the time you read this, I'll be dead. It was a warm...
Author's note: All sexual acts portrayed in this story are between characters aged 18 or older. Any resemblance to non-fictional people and events is neither intended by the author nor inferred by the text. Thank you for reading. Please enjoy. Chapter 2 "Blue Betty" was a powder-blue 1963 Ford Falcon. Eliza Munoz drove it around everywhere, ever since she...
My husband and I have what most would describe as an 'active' sex life. I am now in my late forties and he is slightly younger, and we love to play together, experiment, push the boundaries and satisfy ourselves sexually using toys, lingerie and going to parties, sexy balls and functions. I am quite tall, standing five feet, ten inches and my body has fille...