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wxt55uk

"Shadows"

Ever wondered what lurks in the shadows?

Ever wondered what lurks in the shadows? - I have. My earliest memories were of shadows—how they lived all around us, lurking there, sometimes threatening. I also never understood why a shadow followed me, and when I looked into the darkened corners, I sensed both trepidation and movement. They haunted me. I didn’t understand it, and I certainly didn’t like it! As a little girl, when I asked my daddy to explain, he told m...

Daddy4U

Confess

We are always so scared to reveal who we really are and at the same time so desperate to be accepted.

Words ignite my senses, They speak the language of lust, Sweat drips, bodies collide, Primal and raw, a feral release. My words pull your desires, Summon the fire behind swollen lips, Fear keeps them silent, Too much to expose, too real to reveal. But I crave you more, Every part of you, Each twisted thought you fear, Will not drive me away, But draw me closer. You test my resolve, Push me to see if I’ll flee, But I stay,...

JamesLlewellyn

Naked And Scared

Nika takes up stripping because she needs the money. In the process she finds she really is a slut.

I was standing backstage, breathing hard and shivering, and wondering if I could do this. I needed the money, and but being naked in front of a room full of rowdy male strangers – I wasn’t so sure I could do that. Then I heard the manager introduce me, getting the crowd going by telling them I was a “virgin stripper” and this was my first time, so they should be sure to encourage me. There were wild cheers from the crowd....

CrystalsVoyur

My Student Ch 9

Karen sends Bobby to bed alone but finds her own adventure

I closed the car door and walked to the back of the vehicle, leaning my ass against the trunk. It was a cool clear night, crickets chirping in the darkness. I wanted a cigarette but that habit was hell to break. I found myself playing with his shirttails. I was still naked under his shirt.  I pushed myself up onto the trunk of my car and laid back on the glass. Remembering the excitement of walking naked in front of the f...

ToshLoveCC

I Don't Stay After School Often

I had two decisions: Scream or suck.

I only stayed after school for honors society meetings or literary art club, nothing else. I couldn’t stand walking those hallways when it wasn’t required, especially being a senior. When the clock struck 2:00 PM, it was dangerous to stand in between me and that classroom door. However, it was Thursday which meant that our literary club was meeting in the English wing until 4 PM. Thursdays were the quietest of all days at...

AJQuick

The Trip Home

Tamera and Tony get stranded on a mountain road, and stay warm the only way they know how.

Journal #32 Sunday, December 15th I can’t believe I’ve written thirty-one journals already. With all the stresses and anxieties of life in college, it has been a good release, to get it all of out of my mind and onto paper. I hate to admit it, but mom was right. Writing everything down has really helped me to keep my bearings this year. I find I am much calmer and I am much, much more organized. I now take the time to thi...

TxPrincess

My Box

Where I go to when I need to be safe, you may have heard it called subspace, I call it My Box

It is dark in here. It is safe. It is wonderful. Nothing can get to me. OH NO! He is here. He needs to leave. He was not invited. He is from the past. He scares me. Get out of my safe place! Wow, You’re here! How? Why? I am confused. “I have you” he says. There is light, You put holes in my box. You changed my darkness Now there is light. I close my eyes. You’re in my box! My comfort zone. MY BOX. You invaded my space. Pl...

TxPrincess

The Princess In Me

I am a Princess, created out of the rubble that my life became. No one wanted me. So deep inside I had to survive. Out of necessity you were born. I don’t know how, but you were mine. You are strong, something I am not. You are confident, something I am not. You are worthy, something I am not. You are a wonder, something I am not. You are a force, something I am not. You are not like me. I need to be you, so I became. The...

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jessie059

After Practice...(CHAPTER 1)

My first time ever being touched... In the YMCA. Note: This is a true story

God I hated Cole... He was a hothead jerk on my swim team. He was so arrogant, rude, a total wanna be loser... But he was so hot! He had black hair, gorgeous brown eyes and cute little freckles, the best part of all... He had a six pack. I would always get so wet in my suit whenever I saw him... but that would always change when he said something rude or out of line. One day our coach told us that we had to swim with kick...

unicorn92

Sick

I try not to think and let my heart do that talking. My heart seems to have a brain of its own...

I feel sick.Sick of waiting,Sick of wanting,Sick of not saying.Sick of dreaming,Of a fairytale.But then there is that silver lining.It never fails,To light The night sky.I break down,I cry.I'm so sick.When do I get to be happy,Content?When do I get toWear a smile?Not fake.Genuine,Finally something that's real.But isn't it crazy,I tell myself no.Convinced that it's stupid,I am destined for doom.So I sit,Sick of it all.Wait...

laylapup16

My first time with him Part 1

This was my first, I wanted it to be perfect

Tonight was like no other, yet it was all perfect, and the same as any other time at first. I walked into my room, you were lying on my bed with that silly grin on your face. You thought you were going to “get lucky” but I have other plans. We were 16 and in love, there was no other way to describe it, except for maybe “Puppy Love” but I hate that term. So I look at you and that cocky little grin of yours, and just keep r...

Bunny12

I Can't Forget

It’s the pain of not knowing that hurts the most.When at one time I thought we were so close. I still have this need to protect you.Even though whatever we had went askew. You thought that you were the cause of my stress.But it’s really not knowing that causes my distress. I fear for your future and your peace of mind.There is nothing I can do my hands are tied. I don’t know if I will ever speak to you again.It is so hard...

Ulfsark

Helping my sister

I help my injured sister in ways her physical theropy couldn't

    I had not heard from my sister in a few days, and I was a little concerned.  She called me and we talked almost every day, and we hung out about three times a week when our work schedules allowed for it.  We would usually hang out Friday nights at a bar, getting stupidly drunk.  This usually ended with her throwing up outside my car, and me holding her as various hues only vomit can have came pouring out of her mouth....