I’m not a baseball fan. I’m tired of striking out. I’m 19, a college freshman, holding down a 4.0, and I’m still a virgin. I am such a loser. Maybe I’m not a loser, but I’m certainly not popular. I got asked out on my very first day on campus, but it was really a…
Struggling to walk home from the vast amount of free alcohol drunk at his works end of year Christmas party, Gary staggers gradually. Throughout the night, Gary had made himself look the fool with his attempts to sweet talk his female work colleges. With the amount of alcohol that was in his blood stream, he…
It was a stinking hot day in the middle of December. Decorations were set up everywhere bringing a Christmas feel throughout the office. Josie placed her Chris Cringle gift under the plastic tree. Inside the wrapping paper of her gift was a cheap toaster from Big W. She did not care, as she was not…
***Comments welcomed and encouraged! I hope you enjoy my story as much as I did writing it. Thanks and enjoy! She is to be punished, her transgressions somewhat unknown to her. A tingle of anticipation shivered down her spine. The voice spoke, ” I’m going to make this by far the most painful and…
We are standing face to face in front of the bed and I look into his eyes. “I want you, I want to feel all of you in my mouth” I tell him in my sultry voice. With a sense of urgency he tells me “You don’t know how bad I need this babe.” Our…
The fraternity guys and I had trudged out into the snow on a brisk December afternoon to cut down a Christmas tree for the Alpha Kappa sorority house. By the time we got the tree back to campus and unloaded it off the truck, a cold wind was blowing and snow was falling steadily. We…
Published 11 years ago The drive to Mia’s was excruciating! I was excited, nervous, scared, happy, unsure, all at once. I kept myself busy by listening and singing along to the radio and playing games with license plates (not as fun alone by the way), trying to imagine what she might be like in person….
This story continues on directly from my first story, Sonya’s Siren Song. In the morning, I opened my eyes, and there was Sonya, in the bed beside me, still fast asleep. I realised that whatever happened last night had really happened, and there was no going back. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she…
THE Night! A true tale from Castlequeen- “It’s…..ready!!! Come see!!!” I step into the backyard and can’t suppress the giggle. “What’s so funny, Miss Smartypants?” he demands. What is so funny is our brand spanking new hot tub. Not the tub itself, but the setup surrounding it. Our plan is to install a low barrier…
I was out for a long run. I like to run in the evenings when it cools off, however today I was out in the heat of the day. It was over eighty degrees and humid and I was sweating profusely. I had recently started running a longer rural route, not because I liked going…
I sat and watched the girls practice out on the gymnastics floor while I was waiting for my girlfriend Erika. I enjoyed seeing how the girls, clad only in their form-fitting leotards, moved and contorted their athletic bodies. I was discretely watching two slim girls, Jill and Hannah, that were stretching out near me at…
“All in favor of killing Becky, raise their hands?” Four hands shot up instantly. “It’s agreed, we kill the bitch. As soon as possible.” Oh, don’t worry, dear reader, we’re not really planning on killing someone. We’d like to, but we’re not that violent or bloodthirsty. Becky is, or was, I should say, our bass…
It’s been a long LONG time since I’ve written any poetry. This came to me while watching a very stormy sea from my apartment window. Waves come in, bursting with lifeRolling, breaking on my shoreRising, falling, ebb and flowCome calling at my door Waves rush in, grinding downWearing smooth, making softCurrents moving, fast and strongOcean…
The man, who calls himself Michael, has his penis in his right hand, guiding it. It isn’t enormous, but large enough, the condom-protected swollen head protruding above his fingers. He lets it rest against the puffy labia, teasing her with the anticipation. He looks down at me. From my chair beside the bed, I lean…
The phone call was a surprise. After some inconsequential small talk, the caller dropped his voice in asking, “Does the term ‘watch and be watched’ ring any bells with your two?” Mark paused before committing himself. Eventually, he said, “It might.” “We hoped it might.” “We?” “Pam and I.” Mark waited for further elucidation. “We’re…