103 Maple Drive

Jesse looked out the window of the mini-van as it pulled into the drive of her new home. It was two-story Tudor style house on a large, well-manicured corner lot. . rought iron sign held the numbers 103 and the name Chamberlain. She looked over at Harland and he smiled his enigmatic, charming smile. "Welcome home, Mrs. Chamberlain." Jesse smiled back at her husband of three days. ...

10:30 Slut Express

For once the train left on time. Jack checked his watch - 10:30 exactly, that was really good. He was a frequent traveller on this line and was well prepared for the long journey. A good book, plenty of coffee and food. He settled himself into his seat in the small, private carriage just as they started to move off. ...

11:59

Standing contrapposto, I stare at myself in the mirror and gently smile.
Music on the radio fades in and out from a static to a strong signal as if each shift of my body entire affects its clarity.
Day has been long and bleak, it's only positive occurring earlier when I got drunk and had such a extream time on the dance floor. ...

12 Nights of Submission

November 1997
In college, I lusted after one guy for three years. His name was Jonathon. He was an arrogant bastard knowing he was God's answer to most girls' wet dreams. Naturally beautiful, his features would have almost been feminine if not for his broad jaw and constant stubble. . ong tussle of light brown hair always swung down over dark brows and thick lashes. ...

12 x 12

"There are twelve implements laying on the couch. You are to look them over and decide in which order you wish to receive them. Place them in order, one to twelve, starting at the left. You will be receiving a minimum of twelve whacks with each item. You will be required to count the whacks out loud. The count for that item will be restarted, should you mess up the count or miss the count for any implement. ...

120 BPM

Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...
Short single-tail whip continues to grace her. Markings are many and beautiful, her body covered with reddened lines from just below her collarbone to just above her knees, with the great majority of scarlet markings clearly highlighting her chest.
Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth... ...

120 Seconds

It all started with a digital camera we purchased last year; I had just read the manual after almost a year of just taking pictures. To my surprise I discovered that I could take a small clip video movie, about 120 seconds instead of Still pictures if I choose to do so. It didn't take long before I started thinking about my wife, the camera and what I'd love to see her do. ...

13 Chestnut Street

Air was chill the day that Paul Jones left the offices of F. Dewer and Partners, Attorney's, but he hardly noticed the cold wind at all. As he walked towards the parking lot, he tried to form a picture of his recently deceased uncle in his head. He had not seen the man for over ten years and it came as a total shock that he had left Paul a bequest. . ery strange bequest, at that. ...

137 Kenealy Hall

Rolling down University Way, Don Adams had to smile. Buzz of a weekend just beginning was evident as the brothers of Pi Alpha Sigma tossed a football in front of their massive Georgian house. Girls came to and buddiely catch became a circus of bravado, shouting, shoving, hey ladies - big party at ol' Pi Alpha tonight.
Don wove down side roads, at last reaching the parking lot. ...

1422 Clemency Drive

1422 Clemency Drive. I'll remember that line for the rest of my life. It changed me, matured me, brought me into reality, but is still a legendary myth. . ocal legend, as is the person involved. 1422 Clemency Drive.
No, it's not a history paper. It's not some kind of weird Beethoven piece. It's the address that changed my life. It was my second year in a landscaping and architecture at university. ...

15 Minutes Of Distraction

I'm sitting in my office, tired after a very long day. Luckily, it has been a productive one...I did not have useless meeting all day today and my desk is almost clear. Wow, could it stay this way for a while, I wonder?
I am tired, but pleasantly so. My thoughts wander away from work as I stare out the window overlooking the downtown pedestrian mall. It is late. Everyone has left the building. ...

15 Years Later

My grand father passing away was one of the hardest days of my life. What happened the night before his funeral was one of the best . . .
I stepped outside of my Grandpa's café to grab some fresh air. All the emotions since his passing were stating to catch up to me. As I walked around the corner, I saw her. ...

157th Street Platform

A big thing for me has always been eyes, so when he thrust me against the pillar on an almost abandoned subway platform at 157th and wrapped his right hand around my throat, I could read his right away. He was taking pleasure, not giving it. And I loved him for knowing that that was what I needed.
His face didn't give any emotion away. ...

17 Degrees of Revenge

Erin here again, with a story that I'm sure that not all of you will believe. Well, I don't much give a shit; I did what I had to do. It was my sophomore year of college when I discovered my asshole boybuddie Tony had been cheating on me at his fraternity mixers. Dumb move. The president of his fraternity was my buddie Kurt who was from my hometown. ...

18 and Fucking: My First Fuck Fest

"Anyone in here wanna chat with big tits?"
Of course, intrigued with that opening question and not knowing if they wanted to chat with someone that had big tits or if they had big tits, I decided I would IM that person. Usual course of A/S/L followed...along with the standard question "are you hot? ...