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I found a much better rewritten version of this story once online, and regretted erasing it from my computer. Here's the origanal written by someone else….I take no credit it for this, but thought many[…]

My cousin Alison and I have always been close growing up. We always had sleep overs and stayed up into the early morning hours talking and playing games. When we were seniors in high school,[…]

I was just about finished washing the grime of a hard day’s work out of my hair when you pulled open the shower curtain and squeezed yourself into the stall with me. I smiled at[…]

This story is an existential drama focusing on psychology, depression, and romance. It takes a while to get to the sexual stuff, but don't worry, there is plenty. If you are looking for a stroke[…]

1. Izzy was cooking eggs when she heard a car pull in the drive way. She looked outside and saw an insanely gorgeous man. He was built and had sandy blonde hair. And from what[…]

Chapter Three It was mid afternoon and light was streaming into the condo. I heard giggling coming from the bedroom. I recognized one of the voices as Isabella’s, but didn’t know the other feminine laugh.[…]

Entry Three: — the club – Donald recruits Hilda After we'd been intimate for a few days, I realized there was something Hilda was hiding from me. It was something she considered important, but she[…]

There's a text message on your cell. You see it is from him. As you bring it up you are both eager and apprehensive. 'God, what mood is he in now'? 'What am I into[…]

First time writing. All comments welcome on how to make it better and if I should continue the story. My name is James and this is my story on how my sister and I came[…]

So there i was, sitting in class, bored out of my mind. The teacher just kept going on and on about math, my worst subject. This plus this and that times those. It made absolutely[…]

Chapter 1 I didn’t know where I was or who I was with. Then it hit me. I was interrogated, raped, then now cuffed naked on a lonely table. What the fuck happened? One day[…]

You know how some people say your first experiences should be memorable? To say mine was memorable is questionable. I was in the seventh grade on one of the soccer teams at my middle school.[…]

I'm not sure how long I lay on the counter, wave after wave of pleasure flowing through me, gradually dieing away, but when I finally came to my senses, I sat up and realized it[…]

I awoke the following morning listening to the birds singing their sweet songs, and breathing the cool crisp autumn air. I laid still for a few moments as I noticed how the bodies of my[…]

And I was happy to oblige you. First, I carefully covered your eyes with a silk blindfold, tying it securely behind your head and leaving you in the dark, still with no idea of my[…]

“I won’t go any lower than twelve.” I was sweating, but Mr. Johnson looked calm. He’d been calm for the whole fucking negotiation, all forty-five minutes of it. He was slouched in his black leather[…]