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Dear Diary, The subway! It's a world unto itself - a combo of sweaty armpits, stale air, and regrettable cologne choices. I'm shaking as I write this. My heart is pounding just like those uncertain moments I had in school playing goalkeeper and we had the...
One morning, when haunting dreams woke Šárka with a start, she found herself transformed into a ball of fur. Thinking it was but a dream, she arched her back and debated if she should go back to sleep. A tail attached to her rump flicked back and forth in...
Fuck it, I'm videotaping it. Something I should've thought of before I coated my hands in custard, but impulse knows no such thing as good timing. Nor was it good timing that the urge overtook me while my partner, lovely as they are, teaches online lesson...
Note: The following story contains extremely explicit sexual content and language. The warm afternoon sun filtered through the trees as Jared and Samantha strolled hand-in-hand along the secluded park trail. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of bl...
Logan McConnell sighed and leaned back against the hard wooden pew. It had been a good turnout, he thought. He looked around the chapel. Yellow roses — Cindy’s favorite — were everywhere. A huge bouquet sat atop the coffin. Bright ribbons and bunting soft...
I teach second grade. It’s fulfilling work, but exhausting. I spend all day barking orders and trying to cajole seven-year-olds to follow them. When work is done, my bossy-pants come off. I don’t want to make decisions, plans or threats of sending anyone...
It was about 8:30 Friday night, my birthday—I was home alone. My husband, George, was out of town on business. He’d called earlier to see if I’d received the flowers he’d sent and once again apologized for missing my birthday. I thanked him, we exchanged...
"Tonight marks a new beginning," I tell myself, staring in the mirror. My wedding gown, a deep blue adorned with silver threads, glimmers in the candlelight, each flicker reviving memories of a happier time before my father went to war and never returned....
The bright blue flash turned out to be an angel, who had climaxed while she was masturbating. Aaron, an Emergency Medical Technician, had heard moans under the boardwalk, and walked behind the pylons to see if anything was wrong. It was then that he saw t...
It’s okay to want your dick sucked It's okay to want your dick It's okay to need your dick sucked It's okay to need your dick. Can you see your dick in your mind How it feels to hold it, and say that’s mine? Yes, go ahead stare at it, touch it, stroke it....
When Nathan flung open the door to his girlfriend’s bedroom and confidently paced toward her bed, his senses were too numbed by his unshakable Friday routine to notice anything. To him, things were plain as day and laid out pretty clearly: In the late aft...
Taylor nudged her shoulder to turn her around, now facing him. He paused, yet again, and looked her up and down. To her credit, she was perfectly positioned and showed no signs of her indiscretion. He furrowed his brow and looked expectantly at his kitten...
Barcelona! It was going to be the trip of the year. I was asked to lecture at a conference in this beautiful Spanish city and was so excited. La Sagrada Familia. La Rambla. Park Guell. This trip was going to be one for the books. My wife, of course, could...
Despite this cold December evening, I nudge the window open. A breath of wind flutters the silk curtains but does nothing to soothe my burning loins. I won’t reach to relieve myself. Just one stroke is all it would require, but no, I don’t deserve such pl...
His hands slowly made their way around and under the fabric of her dress, cupping her breasts. They ached for his attention. Her body always ached for his attention. Her body responded without a thought and she arched her back, grinding her ass into his c...
