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Abandonment Stories

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Gumball

Short, not sweet

I know who I am I am still a little girl in a woman's needy body I'm the one who wants and wants and when my hand is holding yours, I dream it will be forever I will always be safe in a world of giants, When you have tasted these lips you will want no oth...

Early Arrival

Doing your duty is not always appreciated. Love is fickle.

It was early morning on April 6th. Our boat had just arrived back in port two weeks early from our standard, one hundred twenty-day silent underwater deployment, cruising the Pacific shelf, on the ready, to silently defend any aggressive movement toward t...

Wicked Thoughts

You know what it’s like, right! To have seriously wicked thoughts.

I know that you know what it’s like to have wicked thoughts. The ones that run around in your head, constantly popping into your conscious mind when you know that you can’t act on them, or worse, shouldn’t. You know all about those thoughts that start as...

Dear John --part 5 of 15

“Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.”

CHAPTER 13 In spite of her dubiosity, she had seemed to relax at my willingness to talk and visit her place in order to see the children. “Good, I’ll call first, okay?” she said, “let you know that I’m coming.” “Uh-I don’t have a phone,” I said. She reach...

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Make the storm go away

Abandoned girl finds shelter during a storm

He out ran the storm But the day was still clearHe finished tying her upSoon it would be here.He walked down the streetThe Pelican for a cold brewHe sat on a corner seatThen ordered some shrimp too.In walked a girl so small Yellow was her top stringedWhit...

Broken-Hearted

Written for my friend Shannon ...

I’m broken-hearted. I think about the last week, the last month, the last year … and my heart breaks. Talks overflowing with hurtful words, tears, and confusion swim around in my mind. Fingers pointed. Questions left unanswered. And after everything that’...

It's Hard to be Your Dirty Little Secret

Written for a friend that is dealing with regret after a failed love affair. Hang in there, H.

It’s hard to be your dirty little secret, a skeleton in your closet that you hope to never be found. It’s hard to think that she gets to sleep with you, to roll over and touch you, hear you, kiss you, and make love with you, whenever she desires. . To hea...