By Disenchantment. My friends had always made fun of me for dating an older woman, but such teasing was born out of jealousy. I was 19, dating a stunningly beautiful woman over twice my age, yet she still managed to turn heads wherever we went. Her name was Maria, and she was unlike any other woman I’d ever met—confident, intelligent, and with a deep passion that could only be matched by her beauty. We had met at a local bar.
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Read moreBy orenshamir94. Let me tell you how I completely lost my manhood to my best friend. I’ll set the scene a little. Randall was my best friend for over seven years. We met in college and bonded quickly. We’ve shared a lot of adventures and good times over the years, and even though we live in different cities, we do a good job keeping in touch. I’m not gonna lie. We are both pretty attractive guys. Randall’s taller than me,
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Read moreBy Manny. The rule book was discovered by Bill Jefferson one day walking home to his apartment from the bus stop. The rule book allows the user to re-write rules governing the universe, or the user can create their own. Bill was eager to play with this silly book but wanted to warm up when he got home. This arctic cyclone bomb was brutal. Bill was warming his shower up to hop in after being out in the cold for
Read moreBy Pinerosewriting. Part 1… Soren looked around the Tavern, his hair stood on end as he felt a swath of eyes fall over him. The smell of stale ale and sweat hung in the air, with a concerning hint of iron mixed in. He felt like prey at a watering hole meant for predators, as hungry eyes stared him down, undressing him with their lustful gaze. He knew this tavern’s reputation for catering to adventurers, but he never expected how
Read moreBy Babydicklover. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… It was nightfall, and we were going to sleep. During the night, I woke up to use the restroom. As I returned to my room, I stumbled upon Abigail’s journal. I read it cover to cover and was spooked by her. I didn’t want to invade her privacy, but something in my heart told me to. I couldn’t believe it. She was accusing actual witches of being the only witch in
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Read moreBy Babydicklover. I never liked hot days, and the tenacity of this fall’s weather left me practically stranded in a blazing desert. There was a time when the fall season resembled orange and letting go. As a little girl, I remember walking through the spectrum of nostalgic colors. The falling leaves danced with the wind, and I happily joined them in a period of honest innocence. The memories of my grandmother are vague, but her stories hold significance in my
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