Sad Stories

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Camping Memory

by Anal_Ally on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Back in the day I had this funky little car, day glow pink with cute yellow flowers on the hood and sexy low bucket seats. I used to make my hubby, who I nicknamed sad sack, drive so I could lie back, feet on the dash, sipping my wine. Pulling up at a gas farm was always fun. Predictable piggy men would stare at the car expecting this hot chick to be driving...

A Song For The Sad Girl

by Bazzza on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

I've always been an avid people watcher, not kids because they are too hard to read, but adults are always fair game. I try to read what their lives might be like by what they are wearing, how they look and go about their day. There are those who are luckily enough to be good looking, or unlucky to be downright unattractive. Some people are obviously happy a...

Depression and Anti-Depressants Ch. 02

by SusanJillParker on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

There are no underage characters in this Review & Essay. All characters portrayed are over 18. * Susan Jill Parker refuses to take anti-depressant medication. Yeah, no kidding. Is Hannah depressed? Of course she's depressed. She's a Mennonite. Not to write anything bad about Hannah, about Mennonites, and/or about the Amish but I thought to myself how hap...

"I Can't Stop Loving You," Ch. 01

by SusanJillParker on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * A devoted husband, 68-year-old Walter, an older man, found love again with 39-year-old Susan, a much younger woman, after his beloved Mary died. Tall, blonde, busty, and beautiful with big, blue eyes, thirty-nine-year-old Susan Jill Parker preferred older men. A true American beauty, she could have b...

One Blue Pussy

by MungoParkIII on Sep 17, 2017
Text With Audio

* * * * * Click Here to listen. (5.5 min/mp3) * * * * *   Andy it is true, there is such a lovely long line just slightly hidden in the faint wisps of hair. The graceful curve conceals such fragrant possibilities, the earthy hint of dampness, the slight swelling of a blossom ready to bloom into an ecstatic pink. Still, it waits life in an expandin...

Powder

by cailano on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

There's a crack in the sidewalk by my toe. Bright, hurtful light from the passing cars flows along the street like iridescent liquid, filling the crack with its brilliance briefly before moving on. It moves on and leaves me in the soft, candy-apple glow of the signs. The pretty signs make me pretty too; all electric blue and red... A man wearing a suit tha...

Strawberry - A Shanghai Girl in America Ch. 03

by ChloeTzang on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Happiness, your name is Strawberry #3 in the "Strawberry -- a Shanghai Girl in America" stories. This story is the immediate sequel to "Strawberry Loses Face" (which in turn is preceded by "Strawberry's Halloween"). If you haven't already read those, then I kind of recommend you read in sequence before you read this one. Or not as you choose  -but they do...

Wanting and Needing

by patrick2536 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Wanting and needing. Two very different words, two very different meanings. All we need in this life is food and water and shelter. What we would like probably includes money and love and happiness and a huge flat screen television. I lived without the flat screen television and the happiness and the love. Then you came into my life. And who needs a fl...

Love Letter

by zeitgeist_the_clown on Sep 16, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

I love you. I've wanted to tell you that for months now. I'm in love with you. I hadn't expected it to happen. But it did. And now I can't stop thinking about you. I know that when Jackie first introduced us to one another, you made it clear that you weren't looking for romance, and I was fine with that at the time. I hadn't expected to fall for you. I'v...

SAD Entry: Helping a Friend

by Elise37 on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

I was going through some boxes which contained some of my older possessions, debating their fate, when I came across one of my old journals. Taking a few moments, I opened the book and began to read. Seeing my mind set as a 20 year old was very interesting. I still had the naive teenage sentiments over some things ("Mr. So and So is a jerk" or I can't belie...