By Bud Koenemund
A 100 Word Story
For M.
Michelle had a
boyfriend she loved. But – from time to time – she needed to see Brian. He
wasn’t a friend with benefits… not exactly. Brian was, she thought, the Devil. Somehow,
he knew her darkest desires. Often, she felt shame at the disgusting things he
made her do – acts she would never reveal to another living soul. Then, she’d
admit to herself that he never forced her to do anything, and that she enjoyed the
way he made her cum over and over. She’d feel the warm tingle between her legs
and pick up her phone to call him again.
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