Women are stunning. Their ample breasts and gentle curves, soft skin and shining hair are the epitome of beauty. They inspired Da Vinci to paint and Alexandros of Antioch to sculpt. They can uplift the most down trodden spirit and lure even the purest soul to sin. Women are simple yet complex, innocent yet dangerous. I've always thought of women this way....
2:43 AM. Still three hours before the alarm. A clap of thunder sounds and I awaken with a start. I realize that I am sweating, then I remember my unpleasant dream. Rain pelts down on the windows; the sound is hollow and grating, like the laughter of a demon. I am lost, alone with my dark thoughts. I am dying. A touch. Your hand caresses my back: soft, ge...
~ Prologue ~ Amy stood on the doorstep, shaking with nerves and the cold which was blowing up and under her long overcoat. She was ever so cold. She raised a trembling finger and rang the doorbell. There was no answer for at least thirty seconds, and her nerves were sending her heart into overdrive. She turned away, about to flee when suddenly a cool and ca...
Here's an edit of Chapter One and the new Chapter Two * Chapter One Sirens Look at me, can't you tell by my blush it's enough just to remember, to sink down deep into the heat of that summer, to relive moist memories like naughty invitations. Where Sally and Jill, Milly and Janie, and me--lucky Julie--spent that summer waitressing at Crabbies, when we be...
There were two name tags on the door. Mine said "Leslie". The other said "Quinn". The student housing computer matched me with a girl named "Quinn". I hoped beyond hope that Quinn would be a geek, or a nerd, or even a gothy loner. Just anything but a popular cheerleader princess. As Dad and Bryan caught up to me, carrying the foot locker between them, I put...
Author's Warning: This is the other half of the story and it is fairly long. It also rotates from Heather's perspective to Samantha's. She's naughtier and dirtier and more troubled. I hope that comes through. Also, as fair warning, I sniffled when I wrote parts of this. It gets a bit mushy, but you guys saw that coming right? I mean, Samantha is my attempt...
Author's Note -- This story contains many taboo themes, the main one being possible incest in later stories and some others although I don't want to give the surprises away. This opening chapter is more romantic and set up for a much longer story, so if you're looking for instant sex, this might not be your cup of tea. It is my first proper long story and it...
I was tidying up my desk the other day when I came across my old photo-album, as I flipped through the pages I came across the photographs of Heide, Debby and Lori. I felt my self almost being transported backing time to my university days as I thought about those girls. I remember the first time I saw Heide; I was sitting on the front steps of the buildi...
After that fateful and memorable day when I first met Abby, I saw her twice for two short meetings between her college work and my painting activities. The first time was to give her a few hints on posing as a nude model so that the students would appreciate more what she was doing for them. So I looked forward with eager anticipation to the following Tuesda...
The taxi, delved deeper into the city, away from areas, she would normally go. Kat looked out of the window, as Katrina flushed at the thought of her plans. Finally the taxi pulled up, she paid, giving the driver a tip and a flash of her legs as she got out. The street was brightly lit, with plenty of clubs and bars, people moving between bars, passed her on...