My Biggest Fan
She walked into the bar, and time seemed to stop. She was amazing. Jesus. Tell, a little thin for my tastes, but with a big ass. Her ass was just a fucking bubble. She was beautiful. Face like an...
View ArticleThe Blackboard
It was a thunder crack when he smacked her, then a still moment as the world went silent, then lightning behind her eyes. Everything vibrating and swimming. Blood rushing in her ears, her face heating...
View ArticleStockings and Whispers
“Hush hush,” she whispered and patted my head. She brushed my hair back and played with it gently, twirling it between her fingers. I was on the floor, my head against her knee as she sat on the...
View ArticleComfort
It was a little after six p.m. on a rainy Monday evening when I remembered the card. It had been a horrible day, and the sudden memory was like being hungry and recalling that you had some delicious...
View ArticleLittle Cakes
For his birthday the table was lined with Petit Fours and Macarons in pretty pastel piles. Presents wrapped in soft pink and lavender. Bowls of figs and grapes and cherries. Bouquets of violets and...
View ArticleLeaving for Paris
Julia went to see James in New York before she left for Paris. When she wrote him that she was moving there, he was the only one who didn’t ask her why. That was James. That was why she had to see him...
View ArticleLove Seat
There was a familiar comfort in the deep couch. There was a knowledge that if one sat on that couch, they would sink back and possibly never get up. But that’s what we wanted at that moment. It was...
View ArticlePigtails
She was okay with being naked. She didn’t mind walking past my open windows or if I snapped a picture of her every once in a while. I liked that. I liked how much she enjoyed her body, lounging and...
View ArticleThe First Party
It’s the first party after the quarantine, and no one is really sure what to do. In the familiar loft, we all stand with drinks in our hands like its prom, and no one is sure if it is cool to dance....
View ArticleM, Mme, & Mlle
It was the golden hour when Madam Thérèse de Dillon, still in the elaborate gown she wore for her husband’s meeting with his Viennese investors, finally collapsed on her overstuffed chaise longue and...
View ArticleThe Shaving Lesson
To meet the husband of your lover is a strange thing. To realize he was flirting with you was quite another. Henry poked at his eggs and smiled nervously as Adam and Kay whispered to each other, both...
View ArticleThe Date
Trigger warning: this story contains consensual non-consent in a fantasy framework. The crickets chirped as I pulled the car up to the clearing. Nothing but trees around us and stars above us. I...
View ArticleFair is Fair
“It’s not fair,” Audrey muttered as she unbuttoned her blouse. I tried not to laugh as I continued moving things around my bedroom to give myself the most access. I stripped the pillows off the bed...
View ArticleHalloween
It must have been because it was Halloween. Violet just didn’t do things like this. She was a nice girl. She was a disciplined girl. She had a good job and a lovely apartment. She visited her parents...
View ArticleLet Go
It started with Jones from accounting. He was called into an office, so routine, and then security came and unplugged his computer. Donna Moore was next. She was some kind of account rep. In a week,...
View ArticlePassing
Monsieur Desrosiers was, frankly, a curmudgeon. Around fifty, salt and pepper hair, a strong jaw, nearly six feet tall, and roguishly handsome, I think he was getting fed up with America very quickly....
View ArticleThe Transit of Venus
She came to me during the Transit of Venus. The world was blue-gray at dusk. I went to the beach to dry out, to forget, to find some peace. I’d been a reporter when the war started. Which war? One of...
View ArticleAnatomy of a Spanking
The struggle ended at the couch. She whined and flailed as I dragged her across the apartment by her arm, but when I sat down and pulled her onto their lap, she was suddenly still and quiet. My hand...
View ArticleRent
The whole idea of a female roommate was a bit odd to Mark. When his first roommate Tom moved out, Mark was in a pretty tough place financially, so he took the first person who inquired about the room....
View ArticlePuffy
When did the obsession start? She’d started sending pictures out of the blue. A friend, but not a close friend, who was kept indoors because of the plague, suddenly decided that I needed to see her...
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