Microfiction
The Little Death . Content Warning.
I love how eagerly I need to taste your cum right before you pound into me with your gruff, exquisite force, somehow still being soft and sweet kissing me with tongue for the first time like it’s a sin. Your cum tastes like earthy, salty bliss and I love keeping it in my mouth as we come together.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Melodies of Serendipity
Chapter 1: The Librarian's Serenity In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the chaos of hurried footsteps and blaring car horns, lived Emily, a reserved and introspective librarian. Her days were filled with the hushed whispers of books and the comforting scent of aged paper. Her world was one of tranquility, carefully curated within the walls of the library.
By Mahnoor Siddiqui3 years ago in Fiction
Love Beyond Borders
Part 1:The Serendipitous Encounter In the picturesque coastal town of Oceanview, nestled between rolling hills and azure waters, destiny weaves its intricate threads. On a tranquil morning, as the golden sun cast its warm glow upon a secluded beach, the paths of two individuals unexpectedly converged.
By Mahnoor Siddiqui3 years ago in Fiction
Desperate Times
Our children were starving. We had no food or money. The robbers who robbed us last night had stolen it all. Out of desperation, we formulated a plan to rob the safe in the bank. We dressed up as bank security and bypassed all the passwords on the safe. We were just about to leave, when we were pinned against the wall by the police and the army.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction
A Short Heist
Mark left the bank for the final time that night with his ratty briefcase in hand. He held it close to him as he rode the bus toward his pre-planned destination. He had been at that bank for 18 years, without a raise in five years, and they owed him something. Before he left work that night, he had walked into the safe, filled his case with as much cash as possible and walked out.
By Barbara Gode Wiles3 years ago in Fiction
Help the Beaches
“We’re not here to save the whales. We’re here to make money. And we’re going to do that by preserving the beaches for people. As we all know, November is part of the off season for us down here in Bethany. So I implore you to donate. Thank you,” Ross Bowerton talked into the mic.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction



