"He was getting re-assigned. She wasn't going to let him forget her."
Military life isn’t the non-stop party everyone imagines. Many times, it gets quite boring. Especially in the beginning, barracks life, lots of training, minimal pay, and limited free time. Then, when you do have free time, someone will have to stand duty....
"Lisa can't control her moaning."
It was a brief encounter at a national chain hair salon— and I use the word "salon" in jest. As a man in my early fifties, I had the typical balding issue on top and kept my hair rather short,...
"My name is Krystal, and I'm a fucking horny slut. This is my story."
The word, “slut,” holds a life-defining impact. The monosyllabic phrase has power over me, you, men, and women. No matter how one disguises or makes light of it, the negative connotations remain. Even in today’s culture of tolerance and acceptance,...
"A woman betrayed by her first love gets revenge"
My name is Ana. I’m twenty-four years old. I’m quite short, only five foot six. I have black hair, which I wear to my shoulders in a ponytail. I wear glasses most of the time…although not in bed, of course!...
"A short story of a chance encounter..."
I stood in his room, very nervous and aware that you could hear a pin drop in the house. Not good. He looked at me with those eyes of his, a dark, solid brown. The colour made them piercing and...
"This girl was strong"
Before I start my story, let me tell you a little bit about myself. I've never been married and I live alone. A few years ago I bought a small cottage on a lake and converted it into a full...
"The best so far."
If you read my previous story, then you know my situation. I recently moved into my own apartment and I love it here. The girl who lives in the apartment next door is a girl named Robyn, and we've become...
"First time at a lesbian story hope you enjoy"
Life at University for me was for the most part enjoyable, I was in residence the first year sharing a room with a girl from New Hampshire who I got on okay with. She was an attractive brunet with a...
"My boyfriend and his best friend..."
He's talking to me, or trying, but the music is too loud. We stay behind, holding hands as his friends walk ahead of us. Our fingers are intertwined, his skin warm against mine as I kiss him, shutting him up. He...
"With a little help, a man gives his desk a decent send off on his last day at work"
One sad little box and a card containing some of the most insincere messages ever written; that was all I would take with me when I left. And, even then, only as far as the nearest bin. After eight years...