Screams! Horrifying screams echoing off of chamber walls. Racing hearts and pulses and the thick acrid smell of fear laced the air like poison. But there were other smells ones that bore the reason for the soul shaking fear. "Run! They've broken into the palace! Mobilize the Shadow- Fighters!" More screams. More panic. Muffled voices; panicked whispers coup...
Author's note: This is erotic fantasy and completely fictional. The main character, Jack, is a fictional, generic social media star / influencer, and is not a real person. As always, would love to get feedback in comments and messages. What should Jack be made to do next? "Hey everyone out there on the interwebs. It's Jack here, back with another video! Jus...
I work late hours, a sort of swing night shift. One night I just needed a drink, I got off work early but it had been a long week. I intend to go home and just sleep but for some reason I just want that drink so take a detour and park at a bar on my way home. I haven't been to this one so I figure I'll check it out. I step inside and walk straight to the bar...
Warning: You're probably not gonna get off to this story, at least not this chapter. If you plagiarize this work, remember that you'll never reproduce anything that sounds like it. ;) ***** "Yes baby, your ass is so tight! You're so fucking hot." I love it when they say that. Here I am, riding the semi-decent cock of the semi-douchebag who picked me up...
We had chatted several times online, exchanging pleasantries and stats. We cybered a little, "feeling" each other out in regards to likes and fantasies. We didn't bother exchanging pics, who knew if what you saw was really who you were trying to see. So now, here I was driving out to meet this guy, sight unseen, seeking to live out a mutual fantasy of sex ou...
"In conclusion, it was the post-modernists that first shifted the power dynamic of artistic production and consumption between the European metropole and the post-colonial world. We see the groundwork for this argument in the later works of Zweig, and then more clearly illustrated by the so-called 'Boom' of Latin American literature in the post-war. This is...
I wake up to the sound of Dan's breathing, he's still asleep, his bicep beneath my neck and his warm body pressed up against my back. I can feel the tip of his nose against the back of my neck, his other arm is over me, surrounding me in an embrace of pectorals and biceps. Sunlight is pouring in through our window and keeping us cosy and warm, I decide then...
Thomas and Niko in the City of Trees - Chapter 10 — At the risk of sounding over the top, I feel like I'm sort of trapped between two worlds right now. That's not the way I want to feel in what should be a chill moment with Thomas. He's moved to a spot in the shade at the top of a grass embankment, and my god, it's just a beautiful summer day. I don't even...
I moaned as my face slammed into the pillow. My mind overloading with pleasure as his cock slammed into me. He was taking long, deep strokes. Pulling out until just the head was left in my ass. Then, slamming the entire length of his cock into me until I could hear his hips slap against mine and feel his pubes tickling me. The pillow reeked of sweat. The ch...
Bow bow (Oh yeah) Bow bow (Oh yeah) So my first year of college wasn't great. Who would have thought that a student with my stellar high school attendance record would rack up nine unexcused absences in just two semesters? Whatever. Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while... well, you know. Being back in this garage, the...