Author: mel_11

Long time friends get much closer :)))

Del shivered waiting under the plastic bus shelter. Spring was coming, but the wind was sharp and she wasn’t wearing a jacket. She hugged herself and tucked her hands in her armpits. As she hopped on the spot, she turned to face her friend, Odin.

“I hope they play *Biggie*,” she said.

“I’m sure they will,” he replied. “It’s a 90’s night. How could they not?”

He leaned with his elbows on his knees, sitting on the bench. His baggy shirt pressed against him in the wind and he shook his hair out. The bus pulled up and Del was ready with her bus pass, itching to get going. The pair sat together in silence across from an older man.

Del’s mini skirt pushed up her thigh as she sat down. This didn’t go unnoticed by the older man. She looked at him and he raised his eyebrows at her and licked his lips. Odin reached out and put his arm around her, pulling her close. It was a bit of a surprise to her, Odin and her were friends, but she appreciated the act of protection and leaned in. The man looked away. Read more »

Romantic, Pen Pal Meet (both POV)

His most recent letter was open on my lap and I must have read it thirty times by the time the plane landed. I never thought it would go this far. Honestly, I had started to think I would be alone forever, but there it was before me in his own loose handwriting. He wanted me to come, practically begged me to actually. My friends warned me against it. They told me not to trust a stranger from the internet, but he was so much more than that by now.

It had started relatively innocently. I responded to his request for an international penpal posted on an online forum. I was lonely at the time, living alone, far from family and desperate for any kind of connection to another human being. Of course, I’d tried these forums before, but had always been met with sexual requests of varying intensity. Occasionally, I would grant their wishes and it was fun, but I could never shake the feeling of it being me against the world. His post was different.

*30M Looking for a pen pal to trade regular weather updates.* Read more »

Female Written, Dom/Sub, Outside

It was my first time. I’d heard, and would soon experience for myself, that it’s a new level of exhilaration that I could never reach indoors. Apparently, it comes naturally to some people. I was not one of these people. I knew that going in, but I was and always will be a stubborn girl.

I hadn’t been climbing for long, when Jacque offered to take me outside. Obviously, I took him up on his offer. Bouldering alone can be dangerous, especially for someone as inexperienced as I was. Punctual as always, I arrived ten minutes before we agreed to meet, so I took some time to make sure I had everything I would need. It didn’t take long to go over the few supplies that I brought and soon I was bored.

My phone flashed a notification at me and I opened it. It was from Mark. I’d matched with him on Tinder last night and our conversation had quickly become sexual. I couldn’t help it. It had been a while since my last relationship, but long enough for me to really start missing the sex.

“How’d u sleep?” he wrote. Read more »

Romantic, Hookup, Female POV (and female written)

I pulled up near his new house. We fucked before, but I hadn’t seen him for a few months and I’d never fucked him here. In the sun visor mirror, I touched up my mascara and smiled at myself. To meet me, you wouldn’t think I was one to be into hookup culture, but then I’m known for surprising people. I stomped up the steps and knocked on his door. Impatiently, I waited for him to open up.

I knocked again and his roommate answered. I nodded thanks and walked past him into the house, kicking my shoes off at the front door. Their living room was small, but bigger than the last hole he was staying at. I passed through it, found the kitchen, and poured myself a glass of water.

“Where is he?” I asked his roommate.

“He’ll be back,” he said. “Just stepped outside for a second.”

I scoffed. I don’t know why I bothered being on time to meet him if he was going to be late arriving at his own house. Next time, I wouldn’t be so punctual. Finished with my water, I put the empty glass in the sink. Read more »