Coastal Desires [FM][Cheating][Cozy]- Noirty By Night

Relationships grow stale over time, it is almost bound to happen. The few exceptions have other drawbacks, your average Bonny and Clyde might make it a little further but it is a bloody path that doesn’t exactly lead uphill. An open marriage might work for a while, but that grows stale even quicker once you realize it is not the sex you crave, but rather the taboo.

What use is cheating if your husband is okay with it? Heck, if he even likes to watch? No, that would never work. And in a weird way it is great that my husband is so uptight, it makes it so much better to know I am a bad girl and that he has the moral high ground. I need that, I need to look at him with love in my eyes after I just looked at someone else with sex in them and feel his arms around me as we talk about our days, cook dinner and fall asleep on the couch. Maybe even sleep with him, my own juices not the only lubrication.

Truck Camping, Fuck Camping [F][Outdoor]

ometimes work was just too much. Honestly it was too much every single day, but Thursdays were the worst. Coming out of the office she decided she wasn’t going to walk back in on Friday, and if her mood didn’t improve over the weekend maybe not ever again.
There were more important things in life, like taking her beloved truck and heading into nature for the weekend. No assholes, no work, actually no proper reason to return to civilization for months until her savings were depleted. Not that it was expensive to live life on the road, with the truck paid for she could probably stretch those savings for a long time. A girl could dream, right?

And maybe not just that, after the week she’d been through turning that dream into a reality seemed like the smart thing to do, before she was forced to live the rest of her life in jail after killing a bunch of those assholes barehanded. She could clearly see herself hunched in the middle of dead co-workers – and the thought put a dark grin on her face.

Roommates with benefits [FM][2Vanilla4you]

henever I look at Julia I wonder where that rule about not sleeping with your roommate comes from. It makes no sense, you are comfortable enough to share a flat, split the bills and see each other day in and day out, that is more than I can say about any of the women I have slept with.
But for some reason we have stuck to that unwritten rule, for over a year now. It’s weird, especially considering sex is not a taboo topic between us, we joke and tease all the time and if one of us has a date over we discuss it in detail the next morning.

But all this time we have managed to stay away from each other, even if we end up on the couch cuddling because one of us had a bad day it never goes past that. It is like a competition between us to see who breaks first and we both happen to be quite strong willed.

Empty Roads [FSolo][Outdoors]

reedom meant different things to different people, some equaled it to monetary success and others to power.
To Helen nothing was more pure than an empty road at night, asphalt under her wheels and wind creeping through her helmet. Being far past a healthy bedtime, every burden on her mind left behind and nothing keeping her from doing what she loved.

A twist on the throttle catapulted her forwards, out into the unknown emptiness. She loved crossing these wild borderlands between the cities and rural areas where no people lived or worked, road maintenance crews being the only that ever set foot onto these stretches of asphalt.

If she felt like stopping right in the middle of the road with her lights switched off there was a reasonable chance she’d survive, the last time she had seen any other traffic had been close to half an hour ago. Still she settled for a break on the side of the road, slowly rolling to a stop on the loose gravel that offered as much grip as a cube of ice. She managed to stop with the rubber side still down, kicked down the stand, hung her helmet from the bars and got out of the saddle to stretch her aching muscles.

A night by the lake [FM][Outdoors]

ew things are as beautiful as a late night swim in a forest lake, when the moonlight is all to navigate by and the ground is treacherous as you walk over roots first, then pebbles and ultimately start swimming because your feet lose contact. That silence, the cold water around you and the fear of swimming out too far, they are all so surreal that it makes you wonder if you’re dreaming. Add a naked women some twenty feet ahead of you to the mix and you definitely know it’s not real, that you aren’t considering to just drop your pants and join her after you found your secret spot already occupied.
That night though it was just what had happened, we were on a camping trip the university’s biology arm had organized just because they felt like it. Maybe some ‘getting to know nature’ thrown in to argue for funding, but it was really just a free for all camping trip and I certainly had nothing to do with biology. Neither had professor Lyndon, she led my English literature class if she wasn’t jumping on the chance to go for a late night swim dressed much less adequately than I normally knew her.

Inches from death [Apocalyptic][FSolo][Short]

Carol knew she had fucked up, it was easier to admit than to deny. She had known something was off, enough to make her store her gear two floors down from her actual destination, which might just save her life. If no one noticed the women’s clothes behind the bed it would looks as if Derek had been there on his own.

She had heard four shots, so she knew she wouldn’t meet Derek again, but the fact that she was still alive here on the ledge of the roof meant that at least she had a chance to survive.

The way out of the window had been the only possible flight route and since no one had come after and caught her in the past few minutes chances were good that no one was looking for a second person.

Coming to think of that it also meant that neither had she led Sector Security here nor that Derek had sold her out for whatever reason he might have had to do so.

Inches from death [Apocalyptic][FSolo][Short]

Carol knew she had fucked up, it was easier to admit than to deny. She had known something was off, enough to make her store her gear two floors down from her actual destination, which might just save her life. If no one noticed the women’s clothes behind the bed it would looks as if Derek had been there on his own.

She had heard four shots, so she knew she wouldn’t meet Derek again, but the fact that she was still alive here on the ledge of the roof meant that at least she had a chance to survive.

The way out of the window had been the only possible flight route and since no one had come after and caught her in the past few minutes chances were good that no one was looking for a second person.

Coming to think of that it also meant that neither had she led Sector Security here nor that Derek had sold her out for whatever reason he might have had to do so.

The Fog of Whore [FM][Cheating][Outdoor]

The fog lay heavy over the warped forest road, obscuring trees and potholes on the way to the meeting point. It had been ages since Lauren had made the drive out here but she still knew every inch and pebble on the way. Back in the day she’d come up to Peak Point every few days, the perfect place if one wanted to think and write without being bothered by – well anyone considering it took a good hour to drive up and down again, more if all you had was a small motorcycle you had no licence for and had to borrow from your brother who worked hard to afford it.

These days it took less time and the car was hers, but the road with all its nicks and turns and slopes and gravel was every bit as strenuous as it had been. Lots of fun though, having made it to the top Lauren could look down on the road she had just come up, sitting on her hood as she waited for Nathan to appear out of the fog.

The Fog of Whore [FM][Cheating][Outdoor]

The fog lay heavy over the warped forest road, obscuring trees and potholes on the way to the meeting point. It had been ages since Lauren had made the drive out here but she still knew every inch and pebble on the way. Back in the day she’d come up to Peak Point every few days, the perfect place if one wanted to think and write without being bothered by – well anyone considering it took a good hour to drive up and down again, more if all you had was a small motorcycle you had no licence for and had to borrow from your brother who worked hard to afford it.

These days it took less time and the car was hers, but the road with all its nicks and turns and slopes and gravel was every bit as strenuous as it had been. Lots of fun though, having made it to the top Lauren could look down on the road she had just come up, sitting on her hood as she waited for Nathan to appear out of the fog.

The Bad Old Times [Postapocalyptic][FSolo]

Most people Sarah knew were constantly lamenting their fate since the collapse but for her everything had gotten a hundred times better. Eight hours less in front of desk, no idiot colleagues unless she teamed up with other scavengers who then were actually good at their job because if you weren’t you didn’t make it home.

Today she was all alone though, just her trusted, rusted rifle and her backpack full of goods accompanying her on the long way home. She had spent a little too long setting foot after foot on her way out and now she wasn’t going to make it back in time. Not by a long shot, it had paid off in great loot but it also meant she had to find a place to hunker down for the night – and better find it fast because the sun was already setting.

Luckily summer was still on its way out and she wouldn’t have to deal with staying warm when lighting a fire was a surefire way to get herself killed. It sure had gotten a little colder lately, but nothing a warm sweater and a bit of toughing it out wouldn’t be able to handle, with a bit of luck she would even get to enjoy a nightly rain shower with rain drops playing their music on a hopefully still intact window.