By faringwayb. Lilly slammed the door to her apartment shut. “God, I hate them so much.” As she wiped the tears from her eyes, she heard the sound of paws on linoleum. She smiled, seeing her large bull mastiff, Tank, had come to greet her. “Hey buddy, I’m fine. It’s just some stuff that happened in class today.” He licked her hand and followed her to her room. Dropping her things off at her desk, Lilly kicked her shoes off
Read moreBy Story Teller 101. Anna was 23yo and a confessed user of ICE. It started when she bought some for money, but the dealer soon realized that this woman was a fox and would be a regular customer. One day she showed up and wanted a fix. She didn’t have the cash but said she would pay him later. Of course, drugs on credit were out of the question. He said no, but she could do something to get her
Read moreBy Moe Lester. Carrying her bag in her left hand and her sneakers in her right, Ava tip-toes barefoot through the dewy grass of the pasture. The sun is no more than a reddish streak on the horizon, and a chill still hangs in the dawn air, but Ava doesn’t mind. The blood throbs hot in her temples and between her legs. She’s trembling, but not from the morning air. She glances over her shoulder, relieved to see the barn
Read moreBy secondus3085. It was early Friday evening when Brendan got a knock on his door. He quickly put on some pants. There was another knock as he shuffled to the door. He looked through the peephole and was surprised to see his neighbor from across the hall. He fumbled with the door but got it open. He immediately regretted not actually getting dressed that morning. His hair was disheveled, and his shirt could use a wash. Brendan knew he cleaned
Read moreBy easygurl. I grew up as an only child on a remote west coast croft owned by my parents. I had no friends nearby, and with so many chores to do around the croft, I did not have the chance to socialize even on the infrequent occasions it would have been possible. As a result, I was a loner even at school. I left school at sixteen to work full-time on the farm when my father passed away. My mother
Read moreBy Tempest Tree. Jessica was home from college for Summer Vacation and staying at her parent’s house. While her parents were in the living room watching late-night TV, her younger brother (who was still in high school) was in the next room with his stereo playing hard rock music with the volume turned up just a little too loud. Of course, Jessica would have to tell him to turn it down once she was ready to go to bed, but
Read moreBy Story Teller 101. I had just turned 40, but I wasn’t celebrating. My son and daughter had both moved out. My husband, Donald, was 45 and had lost all interest in sex. My boss had cut my hours, and I only worked mornings. Afternoons were spent either doing housework or just sitting in a lounge chair, wondering how my life had grown so crap. My only bright spot was a visit down the road to Rhonda for a cuppa.
Read moreBy Story Teller 101. I had moved out of home and into the University dorm. It was a shock at first. I had to fix my own meals, clean the apartment and wash and iron my own clothes. But I worked it out. But I missed my parents and would go back home on Saturdays to have lunch with my parents and make them laugh as I told them how difficult life was. “Oh, you poor dear,” my dad would
Read moreBy Story Teller 101. Sharon and Todd were married, and both were very much into nature and the environment. They had taken several trips around the State and had settled, this time, to visit a little know forest area. It was well off the beaten track and gave them a great chance to explore what appeared virgin forest. There was a small motel on the edge of the forest, so they booked for the weekend. Todd brought along his laptop
Read moreBy toddh1970. I was horny as fuck, so I headed out to the glory holes last night, hoping covid didn’t close them down. As luck would have it, they were closed! Fuck, I thought to myself, here I am all dressed up, and the holes are closed. Well, I might as well head home and pound my hole with my boring toys. The walk home is only about 10 minutes. It’s 9 pm, and plenty of light left,
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