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Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F] Part 16

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*** ***Bella*** ***

We decided to reconcile. We were good for each other, but I needed to rein in my crazy a bit more. He asked me if the agreement with the girls are still in effect and I had a serious talk with him about it. Ultimately, I was getting jealous of Alana and Laura, so I decided to cancel the agreement. But, and I kept this to myself, I would reconsider this in the future.

I thought he’d be disappointed about that, but he gave a sigh of relief.

“I don’t know if I can please three women,” he said offhandedly. I don’t know, I thought he did a fine job of fucking Laura and punishing Alana. If he was a friends with benefit with me, I wouldn’t be opposed to him having the same relationship with the girls.

But I love him too much to share, I guess. I found that out the hard way. I thought I was fine with it, but the little trigger he unknowingly stepped on blew the lid off a much larger issue. Read more »

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F] Part 15-2

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*** ***Bella*** ***

Raissa invited me to a party she’s throwing this weekend. I’ve been depressed and lonely. Alana, Laura and Raissa had been trying to coax me out of the apartment, trying to get me to go out with them to have fun.

But they don’t understand. I feel like I’ve lost a very important part of me, and it’s all because of a stupid mistake. All because I got jealous and I let my emotions get the better of me. For fucks sake, I kept replaying that day in my head and I just feel so god awful that I’ve even contemplated doing something drastic just to make the pain go away.

I wanted to see him. I wanted to feel his touch on my skin again. But we’ve broken up, and the day Victor and his friends took his stuff out from our apartment really hammered in that fact. Every night I cried, just hoping to hear his voice flowing into my ears.

Finally, I agreed to go to Raissa’s party. It’s fun, I think it’s fun but I’m really not in the mood for this. So I snuck away into one of their guest bedroom and stared out the window and into the stars dotting the beautiful night sky. Read more »

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF Part 15-1

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*** ***Chris*** ***

Alana immediately texted Laura to not even dare go out to dinner with me. Bella has rounded the corner by this time and stalked the grounds towards me, practically foaming at the mouth. Dear god, I’ve made a mistake…

“You just tried to set up a date with Laura?!” Bella growled at me. I could see the fire in her eyes and her well-corded arms pumping red with blood. “You motherfucker, you… fucking motherfucker! How dare you! How fucking dare you!? Get out, get the fuck out!”

I did not see this outcome, like at all. I couldn’t get a word in. She is so angry that I was afraid that if I say anything, ANYTHING, it would further set her off. It’s been a while since I’ve seen her this angry, and frankly I am terrified. I am literally terrified and I am not feeling any other emotions. She started shoving me, hard and I damn near fell over. Alana ran up to her and held her, long enough for me to slip by. Read more »

Side Chick Troubles [M/F]

I’ve been meeting up with Rick for a couple of weeks now. He’s in a relationship, a girlfriend as far as I know, and he would come and meet me in his apartment whenever he is “unsatisfied” so to speak. He and his girlfriend live together in her house while he keeps this apartment as a back up in case he gets kicked out of the house. That’s what he told me, at least. Rick is only a couple of years older than I am. I’m 29 and he’s 33.

I know I’m the side chick, I’m perfectly fine with that, but sometimes I want something more in a relationship. I don’t know, I haven’t felt “love” as far as I know. That feathery feeling like you’re light on your feet and you have this confidence that you can do anything. Read more »

Bloody Knuckles and Bleeding Hearts [M/F]

A punch to the face, a kick to the thighs, an elbow to the chest, or the feeling of my arms almost breaking. I craved it.

I’m a fighter. I’ve been fighting ever since middle school in school yard scraps or hallway tussles. If there’s a fight, I want to be in it or near it. Because I loved fighting, I was expelled a few times and transferred school many times.

When I was 18, I joined a gym and eventually I started fighting in rings. I earned money through fights and I lived for the thrill of it. I felt no fear so I was always giving 100% of me in fights.

That is until I ended up in a hospital with a collapsed lung. Apparently one of my ribs was broken and had penetrated my lungs. I was in the hospital for months with a chest tube, my fist itching to taste flesh again. But I was told that I couldn’t fight again. I was too unstable, too dangerous. The guy that I fought, the one that broke my ribs, was in the same emergency room that I am and is currently fighting for his life. Apparently I didn’t stop punching him even after he lost consciousness. Read more »

Theme Park Boyfriend [M/F]

I’m sitting in the parking lot of a theme park, wondering if I should even go in. I’m holding a pair of tickets, it was supposed to be me and my boyfriend but we’ve recently broken up on account of him preferring the company of men. Yup, I found out I’m a ‘beard’ and that he’s been cheating on me with men. He couldn’t do the adult thing and break up with me, I would’ve understood. There goes 3 years down the drain, the story of my life.

I couldn’t ask my friends to come with me either because this is a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing and they all have lives of their own. Is this even fun? Going to a theme park by myself? No one to talk to, no one to enjoy the rides with? I paid $85 dollars each, so I might as well enjoy myself, if that is even possible. Read more »

My Dirty Housemaid [M/F]

My wife and I married at an early age, 18, and I have to say it has been the most wonderful time of my life. It was a privilege being married to her, and it was extremely heartbreaking to loose her five years ago. I’m 35 now, successful and I’ve built a comfortable little empire for my wife and I. I’m not, in any way shape or form, rich. I am just comfortable.

Since my wife’s passing I have been trying my best to date, but I could not help but compare them to her. It’s not fair to them, so I stopped. My friends have expressed concern that I’ll end up alone and miserable and I share that concern with them too, but how can I get over my wife? Read more »

The Exorcism of Julia Miles [M/F][Supernatural]

Father Kingsley led me down a cobblestone walkway where I gazed upon a large house.

Immediately I felt a surge of evil emanating from the house. Father Kingsley sensed me lagging behind and urged me to hurry as time is of the utmost precedence. I nodded and hurried along.

I’ve always been asked why I joined this sect of Christianity at a young age. I didn’t really have much of a choice, since they plucked me from an orphanage and raised me. I had a good childhood and there were plenty of kids my age at the time so company wasn’t just a bunch of dull old men.

Father Kingsley rapped on the door and we were met by an older woman. Her eyes shined with hope as she welcomed us in.

‘How is she?” Father Kingsley asked as he removed his wide brimmed hat, “has she gotten better?”

“I’m afraid not, Father. She’s actually taken for the worse. The oils did nothing for her, nothing at all.” She looked like she hasn’t slept in days, and her eyes are red from crying. Read more »

Downshift Into Her Pants [M/F]

Street racing is an art. A dangerous art. You need to be precise, you need to commit and most of all you need to have a really nice car. If you don’t have any of those, you can lose a race and/or lose your life.

I own a 2007 Subaru WRX Sti, the Hawkeye as it’s dubbed, and I’ve sunk more or less 10 grand into it. It’s bumblebee yellow and black with a carbon fiber hood, and the last time I took it on the Dyno it puts out about 450 whp and 315 lbs. of torque. It’s eye catching, that’s for sure, and I never back down from a race.

The car scene in my city isn’t as big as, say, Los Angeles or Miami. There’s a few of us here and we know each other very well, but not enough that we’re best friends or anything.

So I’m coming home from a meet, a brisk Saturday night at about 1AM. I usually drive relaxed and chill, not doing anything crazy. That is until a pair of bright blue Xenon headlights came in from behind me. I thought it was someone that wanted to get ahead, and me driving the actual speed limit I decided to go into the right lane and allow this driver to pass. But no, it followed me to the right. I finally get it. Read more »

Punishing my “stepdaughter” [M/F][MDom] Part 2

Charline came back sporadically. I can’t even say she’s Mitchell’s mother because she barely spends any time with him! I got to hand it to her, though, she’s taking care of the bills of the household. She’s given me her credit card to use for daily expenses and a car for me to use.

Apparently her husband had a massive life insurance that he left for them, enough that neither her nor Valentina has to work for the rest of their lives. Valentina, however, insisted on getting her college education.

I’m not priviliged to that, though, and I barely have any money to call my own. I’ve taken up a job at the local grocery store, but when Charline found out she demanded I quit and stay home to care for our child. She gives me an allowance, hooray I feel like a kid once again. It’s a lot of money at about $3000 a month so I really shouldn’t complain.

Valentina and I pretty much reverted to how we acted. After that day, she was cordial and nice to me and I the same to her. As the days went by, though, I did notice her acting a bit more snooty and sharp with me. Before she picked up after herself, but that soon disappeared. She started being nasty to me again. Girls are really weird sometimes. Read more »