Fiction - Page 1601

Something Blue It was the night before Paul and Jane's wedding and taps were running all over the house and hairdryers blowing a gale as everyone prepared to go out in their gender-determined parties

This story is fiction and was originally written in longhand in a spiral school notebook before laptop computers were even invented. Probably while I was at work as a movie theatre projectionist in the early eighties

THE PLAN Roger sat in his room, watching the sports channel, and sipping on his second gin and tonic. The fight he was watching was a one sided affair. He was amazed the referee let it continue

Year 2054 Seth was sweating and gasping heavily for breath. The muscles in his arms ached as they longed to be free. I.i can't feel my fingers he thought desperately. I can't even goddamn see..

I’ve occasionally read pornography. I’m a healthy red-blooded American woman and I have internet access. Sometimes I’ll wander on to the occasional porn site and read the stories. (I much prefer the stories to the pictures

That experienced doesn't seem that bad compared to other things I was tricked into doing. Things started off simple. She would want me to walk around wearing nothing but a t-shirt or tank top. I would be slapped in my ass or groped once in a while

Melissa Wilson was 18 when her father helped get her a full-time job. He was a friend of Brad Masters, owner of an advertising agency. Melissa started as an office assistant but quickly worked her way up until she was made the front-desk receptionist

Christine took a quick glance at the clock hanging over Mr. Vasiliev's desk. Fuck, only 2:15. I can't take 45 more minutes of Mr. V's class. Is Maria still meeting me after school? I hope she wants to get something to eat Christine's mind wondered

When Michael and Jerry returned from summer camp their father had just received orders to report for active duty with the Army Reserve Medical Corp. His call to active duty had caught the whole family by surprise

It was 11:00PM, which meant it was play time. I’d been exchanging emails with this young guy that answered my Craigslist ad. This was going to be a fun night. I’d been putting ads up online to fulfill some of my fantasies. This is my first one

**written by my friend from Imagefap, Reddwarf** Chapter 1 March 4, 1990: Robert "Bo" Boggs, a pig-eyed chain-smoking fifty something trucker, dumps a yet another container full of waste chemicals being used in the efforts to create a truly successful pheromone-based aphrodisiac

"She's back." Lilith's words hit James like a punch to the gut. The severity of the situation suddenly apparent, he hurried to bring forth his magic as quickly as possible. But he was too slow

BLAME IT ON OEDIPLEX It's all your fault, my mom says thanks! by Oediplex 8==3~ Dear Oediplex, I have become one of your biggest OediPals

MY T H R E E M O M S He had three mothers, and he had all three! b y O e d i p l e x 8 = = 3 ~ My name is Pete, not Peter; it’s a joke, because I almost was twins

Bestie’s Bride I lay there, my life draining from me, from the four bullet holes in my torso looking up at my best friend in the world and wondering how a person gets to this point. 3 months earlier……. Juanita and I hit it off from the start

Life’s Strange Turns, Part 2 The phone rang, waking both Karen and myself with a start. We’d slept for only about 15 minutes

The Slaver Gets his Wish Chapter 11 I had bid Sven good evening after drinking with him again, which was a poor decision. The man could hold is liquor. banshee had been delivered to Donald earlier in the evening, and I would collect her in the morning

My son and several of his friends have been waiting on this fight for weeks. They love watching men and women fighting on the UFC. I never cared for that much

So You Want to be a Bimbo, Week 2 I would like to warn you, the introduction of the guide stated, that becoming a bimbo can be quite intoxicating. Once you begin, you may not be able to go back. You will need this deep inside of you

 AG-109 SOUTHERN TRAMP FOREWORD "Oh, fuck me, Brutus, FUCK ME!" Melanie Wilkerson screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking her nails across the broad sweaty back of the brawny black stud who was humping his burly physique savagely on top of her curvaceous, lily white form