Latest Forum Posts:

Categories

Top Authors

over the last 31 days

Love Stories

7

Unexpected Visitor

An abused wife finds safety and romance in the arms and home of an old friend.

Chapter 1 It was after ten o'clock on a gloomy January night. There was a cold rain falling, and it was being driven by a stiff wind. It was a good night to stay in. I was sitting in front of my computer about to finish my data entry assignments for the night. I thought I would read a porn story or two after that. The only light I had on in the house was the one on my desk. Suddenly, I...Read On

2

On The Beach

Suntan lotion...

Dizzy and disorientated, consciousness slowly arrived like sunrise, and I wondered how long I'd dozed for. Must have been a while, the midday sun was now low, sunset was beckoning. For sure I'd earned it, my sleep sluggish brain could still recollect the previous night's activities, we'd spent half of it fucking. But to hell with schedules, we were on holiday. The little we were wearing...Read On

15

If It's Meant To Be

This is how my life could turn out for the better.

Sometimes in life, there are those moments in time that some things will eventually come true and when they do, you will jump at the chance of happiness. These are the times in life that if something is going to happen it will happen. So, if it does, it is just meant to be. There has always been this one thing in my life that I always truly believed in, a belief that has followed me...Read On

25

She Thought She Wanted Revenge

After finding her husband cheating, Joyce turns to a co-worker for comfort

My co-worker Joyce just found out the night before that her husband had cheated on her.  I overheard her telling our boss, Alice, that he had stepped out with his secretary. “That fucking douchebag had the balls to do it in our bed too,” she said through her tears. “How on earth did you find out?  Are you sure?” Alice prodded. “When I got home last night, I saw her driving away from my...Read On

19
Recommended Read

The Mirror

Helen’s past just wouldn’t go away until she did something about it.

Helen sat in a corner chair of the pavement café, watching the dance studio opposite. She had taken just a few sips of her cappuccino as she watched the comings and goings of eager students taking their next step towards fame and fortune. All of them dance students, and all of them, she would have thought, familiar with the musical drama ‘Fame’ . Every time a door opened, she wondered...Read On

16

The Pet Connection

“I’m so glad humans don’t greet each other like our pets,” Tasha remarked. Tasha was an accidental meet-up at my local Starbucks. I was going out an entry door, as she was going in and I held the door open for her. Tasha was being lead by an oversized gigantic poodle. It wasn’t really the huge poodle that caught my eye, in as much as it was Tasha, who sported a nice black sundress and a had...Read On

7

NYC Club Slut Redemption

She nearly loses hope after breaking her own heart

She looked at herself in the mirror as the bass beat thumped loudly. Her dark straight hair framed her face. She noticed she went a little too dark in her eyes, but it matched her mood. Everyone called her gorgeous, or beautiful, but she didn’t see it. She just thought she was regular, maybe slightly above average. Her body, though, well she knew that was hot. Other girls jostled her as they...Read On

1

The DreAMerS: part 4

A love story about a Boy, a Girl and Her Time Machine.

I climbed a purple mountain surrounded by a blood red sea chasing after the girl who floated away from me on a warm breeze. She was wearing a silver and gold skin made of small oval-shaped scales with multi-colored feathers spreading winglike under each arm. Laughing, she swooped down to hover above me with those wings slowly wafting back and forth as I stared up at her as I tried to catch...Read On

6

The Widow Brannigan: part 1

A young Widows Lessons in Life and Love in rural 1930's America

The watching crows sat cackling in the skeletal trees as a cold October wind blew through the graveyard as Mr. Brannigan was put into the ground and laid to rest. We stood a ways back from the black-veiled widow as she stepped forward and dropped her small posy of flowers onto the coffin as it was lowered then stooped down to grab a handful of dirt and threw it into the grave. My...Read On

10

Blue Tooth Bonus

The new SUV has a sex drive option as standard equipment

The name is Anthony and I've been married to Edie for over twenty five years.  Edie is a petite brunette with a few wisps of silver in her hair, about a 34C, and like all of us, put on a few pounds in the hips.  After all our time together,  she is still a looker and keeps a smile on my face.  To say the least, we have an active and interesting sex life.  Since the kids have left the...Read On

13

The Nanny: Part II

Megan stretched, blinking the crusts out of her eyes, and smiling sleepily at Austin. She had became his kids' nanny when his wife passed, and after one year, she became his new girlfriend. The last two years have been a test of emotions, and Megan was happy she let her heart fall for Austin, and his kids. "Morning, Handsome," Megan whispered.  "Morning, and Happy Birthday to you." ...Read On

5

Masked Seduction - Part 3

To consummate their mysterious meeting there seems but one thing to do.

I try not to shake as his hands slip over my shoulders, his body close to mine while he watches me, his mask now gone, abandoned somewhere on our journey between the ballroom and here. A dark room that smells of him, musk, cut grass, and mint. How can I possibly know that already? My heart is hammering at a hundred miles an hour and I feel like I might not survive being observed like this...Read On

5

Masked Seduction - Chapter 2.

Sasha discovers her mystery man is someone more than she expected.

Her sweet taste lingers on my lips as I wait, watching the door, wondering what she will do. Will she wait there or will she make her escape sooner? The second I saw her, I knew none of the other women were quite as sweet, quite as naïve, quite as tempting, as this red-haired siren in the elegant but understated blue gossamer. Unlike the other women my men invited, she has no pretence...Read On

7

Reunited

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her standing across the road, eating her favourite doughnut. It was her - I would recognize that hair anywhere. She turned towards me, her long coat flapping in the wind, and my jaw dropped. Right at that moment, she looked up to meet my gaze, and her mouth stretched into a familiar smile.  I was already crossing the road. "Abby," I gasped, my voice...Read On

A Rose Blooms In The City

A shy girl blooms when his patience wins her over!

Rose Marie Sanders was not someone who you could easily pick out of a crowd. A wallflower in every sense of the word, she never did anything to make herself known or to stand out in any situation. She was terrified of being noticed or drawing attention to herself and so she stayed in the background or shadows at all costs. Rose was raised in a very strict conservative house. Her father was...Read On

7

The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 4 (End)

Final part in the Blind Girl Rain/Snow series

Everything comes to an end sometime. And when you reach that end it's only natural to look back on what was and had been when everything was new and exciting. Looking back at those moments that changed the course of who you were into who you became. That it was love that did this only makes the remembering of it so much more special. *** Heather sat on the end of the bed and eased...Read On

7

Oh Wicked Wanda Chapter 3

My First Love… A True Story… Wanda goes back to work.

A light, gentle breeze was coming off the Thames River, and the warm sun on my face felt good. I felt good. No, I felt fanfuckingtastic. Life was good. In five short days, my life had changed dramatically. Some things hadn’t changed, I was still in the Navy, stationed at the Naval Submarine Base in New London, Connecticut. I was still eighteen and three thousand miles from home. Thinking...Read On

6

The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 3

Follow up to The Blind Girl in the Rain (read first)

I was sat behind my desk when the call came. "What?" I shouted down the phone, "You mean now?" I jumped up with a mixture of surprise, delight, fear, and anticipation. At that exact moment, Janet walked through the door with one of the pool girls. I stared at her wide-eyed and scared witless. She put a hand to her mouth when she realized what was happening. Dropping everything on the desk,...Read On

9

Dear John -- Part 15 of 15

Déjà vu all over again.

CHAPTER 43 Déjà vu all over again. Randell was a big guy but today he was a pussy. He didn’t faint like Mort almost did, but he was nervous. Oh my, he was nervous! I had to allow that in his case he had reason to be. Both his mother and his sister had had miscarriages in what were supposed to be routine hospital deliveries. He was mortally afraid that he might have inherited some...Read On

8

Dear John--part 14 of 15

“No one can resist generosity forever.” (Voltaire)

CHAPTER 40 “So you talked to Sam,” said Owen. “Yes, like you commanded me to,” said Abigail. Her look was almost something, maybe accusatory. “And,” he said. “He appreciated my honesty, like you said he would. Oh, and he made sure I understood that he did not hate me,” she said. She still had the look. “Okay, anything else?” he said. “And he no longer has any respect for me and...Read On

1

The Dreamers: Part 3

A Love story about a boy and the girl from his Dreams.

The Northern night sky slowly rotated above us inside the great astronomical dome of the Magellan Planetarium as the audience sat listening to the astronomer in residence as he talked about all things universal and our place in it. The auditorium was packed for his monthly lecture and I had been lucky enough to get a seat to the rear, and I sat there listening intently as he turned to...Read On

7

Dear John--part 13 of 15

Among humans it is always self-interest which rules.

CHAPTER 37 They say timing is everything. Well, I guess that’s so. But, the timing can be either good or not good. It was real bad in the Hindu Kush, and, depending on one’s perspective, my latest foray into the matter of timing could be seen either way. I knew Harriet had delivered my message to the clan Cord. I’d thanked her profusely for that. And then I decided to make my...Read On

8

Dear John--part 12 of 15

Only biblical Job had it worse and maybe not even him.

CHAPTER 34   I couldn’t believe it. The woman was deliberately figuring out ways to hurt me. If not by her words then her influence with the children, I was being cut out of their lives. I knew the children, the twins for sure, wouldn’t actually realize it, or believe me if I pointed such out; but it was a dead-mortal-lead-pipe cinch that that was exactly what Abigail Cord was doing....Read On

4

Embers (Chorus- Chapter 3)

Clever Weather.

The world is blanketed in a thick layer of snow, sounds from outside muted and the atmosphere inside contained and calm as I lie with her soft warmth wrapped in my arms, curled in her bed. It took me a moment to find her bedroom, but once there I felt… at home… the little nymph encircling me, her legs claiming mine and her hand coveting my chest in slumber. She is wonderfully peaceful when...Read On

3

Ignite (Chorus- Chapter 2)

The Slow Burn Ignites

  I eventually press myself away slightly, the heavy thumping of my heart becoming overwhelming and the tingling of my lips disconcerting. His fervour is something I've never experienced before and I think I like it. He lets me gently slip back, though still cradling me in his lap. His hand comes up to cup my cheek and I close my eyes, feeling embarrassment flush my cheeks again, as he...Read On

13

Call Him

Melissa and Greg Find Love

For months my sister Melissa had been telling me all about a guy she knew. She was obsessed with him. They were both single when they first met at their place of work. They worked together for some years until he left for a new job. They were less than friendly at work; actually, they despised each other, she had told me, often conspicuously turning their heads away from each other as...Read On

8

Resurrection. The Resurgence

“A man does what he must in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures. That is the basis of all human mortality.” Winston Churchill I have been in the room for three days. Observation, I am told, but I feel fine or so I thought. Casey, my night nurse, strolled into my room. She always came to see me for a few minutes before her shift started. I...Read On

6

Chorus

Slow burner

I see her every Friday. Sitting in the front row, her shoulders straight, her music held in front of her, watching the conductor without concession, her focus complete. Eve. Her auburn hair pinned in a elegant twist over her shoulder, the strong, sweet line of her jaw set and the sound she makes… it would damn near melt your heart to hear her sweet, pure soprano reverberate around the room....Read On

4

The default option II

The next day at work Callie seemed her old self again. We were scheduled together and she chatted happily, and when work ended she said, “I think we’ve had enough high culture for a while.” “Oh?” “Mood’s changed.” “Again?” She smiled, “Oh, don’t mind me. I’m just grumpy sometimes.” “Where to?” “Well, how’d you like to go bowling?” “Huh?” She laughed and said, “I love bowling....Read On

23
Editor's Pick

Little Dog and Mrs. Drake

Rosalia found the dog right around mid-afternoon a couple miles past the iron scorpion. The studio was in the garage stall of an old service station. The doors were open and the space was full of scrap metal and half-finished sculptures. Everything smelled like burnt iron. It was a hundred and five but he was leaning over welding one chunk of scrap to another. She didn’t want to shout over...Read On