Maple Drip
Claire had been a flight attendant for twenty-two years, and in all that time she had never once gotten on the wrong shuttle, until the…
Food play stories, from quick reads to long series. Most food play stories here sit in erotic couplings and fetish. Reads run 14 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: Echo Ink, Delta Corner and Juniper Room. Readers usually start with “Peony Season” and “Comet Light Over Us”. 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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Claire had been a flight attendant for twenty-two years, and in all that time she had never once gotten on the wrong shuttle, until the…
The gate agent said the word "cancelled" twice before I actually heard it.
The drive out to Willow Creek took longer than the sat nav promised, mostly because the last two miles were single track with hedges…
My name is Alanna Mathews, I'm forty-seven years old, and I've been a deckhand on the M.V.
I'm forty-four years old and I still own a wooden spinning arrow from a drinking game.
Gina was thirty-three years old and she had forty-one days left in the city, and she knew that number because she'd been counting since…
Bo saw her before she saw him, which was a small miracle, because Tegan had always been easy to spot in any room.
Okay, so here's how it started.
Ten years ago I stood in a trailer at a course outside Scottsdale with Jayne, and we both blinked at each other like two people who had…
I found the first note on a Tuesday, twelve days before wrap, tucked into the inside pocket of a navy blazer I was letting out for the…
I got to the Burrows & Son roastery at nine in the morning, three hours before the memorial was set to start, because flowers take time…
The haboob was supposed to come through around four.
I moved to Saltcliff in October, right after the last of the summer people cleared out.
I keep a snow globe on the shelf above my bunk.
I moved to Alder Creek on a gray Tuesday in March, thirty-four years old, freshly divorced, and carrying everything I owned in the back of…
Ada moved into the apartment above the workshop in September, twenty-eight years old and tired of cities.
I had one more night in Meridian and a list of things I never got done.
Ivy was twenty-nine and she paid a woman named Donnie eighty dollars a session to tell her things like "you are blocking your own…
Sarah pulls her Honda into the gravel lot at the Rustic Relic Antique Mall at 10:40 on a Saturday morning, and she sits there a minute…
Craig here.
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