Aiden’s Submission
Aiden fidgeted nervously in his seat as the plane took off, his heart pounding in his chest.


Aiden fidgeted nervously in his seat as the plane took off, his heart pounding in his chest.



I’ve only been working at Kalahari Corporation for a few weeks, and already I feel like I’m in over my head.



I’ve always had a thing for pregnant women.



It was a sweltering summer day, and the heat was suffocating. I needed to get out of my apartment, to feel the breeze on my skin and clear my head.



Abi stepped out of the taxi, her stilettos clicking against the pavement.



Tarun was a man of refined tastes and even more refined vices.



Rohan’s heart raced as he crept down the hallway, the dim light from the streetlamp outside casting long shadows across the wall.



Brittany and her best friend, Jenna, had been looking forward to this house sitting gig for weeks.



Sara’s heart raced as she stood on stage, the bright lights of the TV studio blinding her.



Mia worked as a part-time assistant at Rewe, a supermarket in the local mall. At just 18 years old, she was still learning the ropes of the job.



I’m Nicole, an 18-year-old nerdy girl, quiet and shy. I’ve always been the outcast in college, the one everyone loves to bully and humiliate.



The air was thick with tension as I stood in the living room, glaring at my stepdaughter Janie.



Niliya was a pampered 19-year-old heiress, born with a silver spoon in her mouth.



Malik’s heart pounded as he approached the dorm room, his mind racing with anticipation.



Mamuni, a 39-year-old Indian woman, was known in her apartment building for her busty figure and spiritual demeanor.



Nisha, an 18-year-old Indian girl, had always been drawn to the vibrant colors and intricate patterns of sarees.



Kajal, the stunning 22-year-old actress, found herself alone in her hotel room, the soft glow of the city lights streaming through the curtains.



The air was thick with desire, with the unspoken words that hung between us.



Ayla sat on the edge of her bed, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared at her phone.



Amanda, an 18-year-old naive and slightly plump stepdaughter, found herself in a peculiar situation.
