Bit of flash for storyin12 – Who… is that girl in the mirror? She’d woken up in this white room with flowered curtains, no memory of what came before. The mirror offered no answers, the reflection only giving her a jolt. This girl was blonde, but it looked wrong. The roots were darker, as were …
Storyin12. Too long for a drabble so it’s a flash today. The places my mind goes. – Luis pushed Carl forward on to the bed so he landed on his stomach. Carl knew exactly what Luis wanted. He lifted his feet a little, holding them together as Luis stepped closer. Luis was so fucking hard. …
Dribble, drabble? More of a flash today. Storyin12 – His mother’s best friend had invited him along to lunch at the local diner. He’d known her for years and had always had a crush on her. They’re meetings were always innocent, but this meal felt… different. She dipped the tip of the French fry in …
Today’s drabble for the Storyin12. I’m over today, sorry. – My husband thought he hid his fetish behind being stereotypical Vietnamese family running a nail salon. This was about satisfying a craving. He tried not to be too obvious that he walked around with a massive erecting, but I saw. There was one customer he …
He could smell her cunt. A cross of her long legs and her dress would billow, wafting the most delicious smell. His cock was half hard and quickly growing as she uncrossed and crossed her legs again. It was teasing him. He’d stopped paying attention to the movie ten minutes ago. The slide of her …
She woke to him weighing her down, his cock sliding through the mess between her thighs. Hot breath blew on her face and his fingers pinched at her nipples. The sloppy sounds of him moving against her filled the room like a depraved symphony. She was awake once more. Her mind was foggy, her body …
Dread solidified in her gut seconds before the tap at her door. It was so light, but seemed to echo in her head like a death knell. She froze, her fork halfway to her mouth. The tap came again, lighter like the sound of fingernails rapping. Placing her fork beside her plate and rising, she …
She entered the house and peeled off her gym shorts. I watched her from my spot on the couch, waiting just a moment. She was down to her panties, the fabric soaked with sweat and clinging to her cunt. I could make out each detail, plump and hairless vulva on display. Any other day I’d …
She loved staying in hotels. Loved the fresh white sheets, the free breakfast, the maid service, and not having to clean up after herself. Being able to fuck her husband on that king size bed was always a highlight of any hotel stay. Five weeks of staying in a hotel with her three kids, two …
Esa crossed her legs and straightened her skirt. Her smile was demure, but the look in her eyes was cold. “You have to understand.” She stopped to take a sip of her drink, her lipstick leaving a light pink print on the rim. “I’ll tolerate a lot from you, but some things cross the line.” …