I lay my shattered twisted heart at your feet, and look into your soft, welcoming eyes. Those who came before you all promised to keep it safe and protect it; followed only by repeated blows to my safety and security for nothing more than their entertainment and amusement. I was merely a toy, something to bide their time with and toss away like garbage when they were through with me. I cannot hide my fear, for even though...

Heart guarded from pain Walls surrounding all you see, Scared to let you in. My heart beats faster, Breath quickens; body trembles I need a release. Now is not the time, Too many complications. Will you wait for me? I should have turned after you. I should have followed you home, damn the consequences. Why do I always have to be the good girl, the one who tries to do the right thing?   Who knew that a random Monday night...

Hearing the dogs scratching at the door to go out, I rolled over to look at the clock. Wow, eight AM already. I thought to myself. I don’t think we even attempted to sleep until five-thirty, I was beyond exhausted. Hearing me stir, you snuggled behind me, and I could feel your cock hard against my ass. “Morning wood, sir?” I asked playfully, reaching around to stroke it. “No. Just because of you wood.” You responded, grin...

Walking into my sister’s house I see the clock on the stove read 2:35 am. I have to be up for work in about six hours max, and I am nowhere near sleep. It’s nice when she goes out of town and I get to watch her house, but at the same time my commute to work is doubled. I let the dogs out, and once they are settled back into their beds, I wander into the bedroom. I reach over and grab my cell phone to let you know I am hom...

This is one of those "almost true" stories. It's something that should have happened, even though it never did . . . or did it?******* “Hi Pete, its Lisa; Matt’s girlfriend.” I said into the phone. “Hi Lisa, How are you? You do know Matt is out of town right?” You said. “No, I know he and his dad are out of town. I was just wondering if you had any plans tonight. My parents are at a concert and I’m home all alone. I figur...

It’s been about a year since we’ve met, we even worked together for a few months. We often meet at the bar, giggling over beers and shared cigarettes as we roll our eyes at the boys trying to get in our pants. I tease you every time that one of these nights I am going to get you drunk to take advantage of you; you just laugh it off as me being playful. You have no idea how serious I am, and how tonight will be the night I...

Due to Stacie Campbell’s inability to come to Recent American History class and resulting failing grade, Bridget was forced by Coach Kennedy to tutor her. In reality, Bridget agreed to tutor Stacie in exchange for more time with Coach Kennedy when her parents were out of town. Tonight was the first night that she was supposed to be meeting Stacie. Bridget pulled her Wrangler to the curb in front of the Campbell’s house, s...

If you haven't read An Unexpected Lover Chapter 4, this will all make much more sense if you do, but it should stand well enough on its own. I spent my first Christmas as a married woman in the arms of someone other than my husband. If you’ve been following along, you know that shortly before meeting my husband I had a one-night stand with his brother; except I didn’t know that Chris and Steve were brothers until Thanksgi...

Bridget Sweeney rolled her eyes as she listened to the other cheerleaders complaining about having to run laps because they got caught smoking between third and fourth period by Mr. Kennedy, the boys’ gym teacher and the cheerleading and competitive dance team coach. Stupid spoiled brats she thought, everyone knows not to smoke in the second floor bathrooms. Bridget was not above sneaking a quick cigarette between classes...

After that night with Kevin, I thought things would be wonderful forever, I was wrong though. For the next two weeks, Kevin and I stole every moment possible together fucking, sucking, and groping each other to multiple orgasms. More than one afternoon was spent at work with my pussy still twitching randomly after my orgasm. Just like everything else, this good thing came to an end shortly after our first time together, b...

Bethenny struggled to open the heavy door while balancing her book bag, coffee, cell phone, and laptop. She was already running late for her 8:00am class on deviant behavior and Professor Englehardt was notorious for reducing grades based on punctuality. Pulling the door open, she saw her coffee cup falling from her hands in slow motion toward the marble floor of Breckenridge Hall. Before the cup landed on the floor and s...

Tim looked out the window of the airplane as it descended into Detroit’s Metro Airport and noticed the dark thunderheads moving in from the southwest. “That does not look promising”, he said to himself as the plane got ready to touch down. After a bumpy landing and driving for what seemed like forever to the gate, the plane was parked for the short layover before continuing its trip to sunny southern Florida. As most of t...

Years have passed since I last saw Ben. He moved from Michigan to Virginia almost six years ago, and the events that happened on that spring day back in 1998 are just a memory that helps get me off from time to time. It seems like every time Ben has been in town, something has come up and prevented me from meeting up with him. Tonight I was determined to see him, no matter what. I was lucky enough to have the weekend off...

So my last tale ended with my quandary of giving up dangerous desserts for true love; in the short week that has followed, the dessert got even more dangerous and left me with an even more troubling question. . . Monday night, I fell asleep in Rich’s arms with him none the wiser about my afternoon adventures. He was feeling a little frisky that night and started gently rubbing my nipples through my t shirt while I was fal...

Another story with names changed to protect the not so innocent. Partly truth and partly fiction, I'm not telling you where the fantasy begins :) This story is one of the hardest I have ever written; not only is it a mixture of reality and fantasy, but it is also about a person in my life I don’t talk about much. When I was 17 I met a boy named Steve who at the time I thought was the love of my life, then realized couldn’...