Bitter Root
Vicki took the ramp down at fifteen miles an hour and hated every second of it.
Big event stories, from quick reads to long series. Most big event stories here sit in erotic couplings and toys & masturbation. Reads run 14 to 22 minutes. Writers to know: Cedar Refrain, Clover Lodge and Meridian Harbor. Readers usually start with “Comet Light Over Us” and “Jealous Janitor Gets Trapped”. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Vicki took the ramp down at fifteen miles an hour and hated every second of it.
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My name is Sian Erickson and I am thirty-four years old.
Okay, so let me tell you about the spider.
Maren Voss was twenty-four years old, and she had never once in her life stayed up past midnight on purpose.
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I'd never been nervous about a tart before, but there I was at half past nine on a Saturday morning, standing outside Wertz Waves with a…
I've managed the Grand Meridian hotel for six years now.
The festival was a twenty minute drive from my apartment, and I spent all twenty of them rehearsing what I'd say.
My name is Judy, I'm forty-two, and I've been a flight attendant for nineteen years.
The fifties are a strange decade for a woman who has spent her whole career handling other people's underwear.
Sally had been working up to it all weekend.
*This one came from the idea that not every romance is forever, and that's okay.
Janie was thirty-four years old and she had a secret she'd told almost no one.
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Most big event stories take 14 to 22 minutes, and the average is 18. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.