Megan was sitting in her living room watching TV. The show date room where contests searches the rooms of the people they wanted to date was on. The show was about a woman looking for the perfect Slave girl. Megan Laughed at the show. "How fake. They really want us to buy into the fact that she a real domme. Please! What you think Tiffany?" Asked Megan....
A few weeks after my first public reading, I received an interesting email. Apparently, Novella was more invested in my stories than I thought she would be and so she contacted the host of some literary blog, or podcast she was listening to, who in turn emailed me for an interview. From what I've gathered, the podcast was mostly about "new" independent autho...
It's Friday night, close to 11pm. We drive through the screaming black night, Jamie, Toots and I. Hardcore house music pumps from the stereo. I lay half wasted on the back seat, my legs thrown across Toot's lap. I have a cigarette in one hand, a half - bottle of vodka in the other. My face is streaked with tears and mascara, my mind numb from all the beak an...
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck Meeeeee!" she screamed! Under me and connected at the hip was Rebecca the 18 year old captain of the cheerleading squad. And then there was me Beth the girl who was grinding my pussy against hers and bringing us both to blissful orgasm. Both of us ground against each other harder and faster and I threw back my head and moane...
"Mmmm...you're so delicious," Silvia said in a seductive tone as she licked the excess whip cream from the corners of her mouth and reached for another strawberry from the bowl beside her, all the while starring into Pamela, her roommate's, pussy. Her cunt covered over with pearl white whip cream, Pamela shuttered as she lay back and felt the pointed end of...
Hi again, readers. Something a little different this time. It's not your typical sexual coupling/graphic hardcore piece per se, so if that's what you're looking for, sorry to disappoint you. This is slightly more of a "cerebral" piece, but I really hope you'll take the 10 minutes or so to read it -- it's short, but sweet. Anyway, enjoy! I looked up from m...
At last, the lock-down was over and normality was returning to some degree. Travelling and contact between people were now acceptable. I was going to use that to do something I had never contemplated before, oh fantasised about but I never expected that I would be in a position to carry it out. I was on my way to Cambridge to meet a young girl, nothing unus...
Again, like with all my stories featuring my girlfriend Angelina and I everything is fact and nothing except names are changed. The previous story (Angelina: Night Out With The Girls) took place in August 2007. You don't need to have read it to enjoy this story, but you might want to read it after if you do enjoy this. This story is a flashback to a previou...
Kind readers, unless you've read the story "Thursday Night Bad Movie Club", the following doodle won't make as much sense. ****** Miranda Kane looked like a bird but she moved like water. She was girl-tall at about six foot even, slender and slightly pale, with a long narrow face. The only things on her to break up the lean geometry were her small very r...
It was a very hot day in Guatemala. The invisible God Sun was scorching relentlessly the arid land and the hapless citizens, who were running panic-stricken, desperately seeking a shady refuge. Even the dogs in the streets had withdrawn long time ago, lugging slowly their tired limbs, one after another, carrying away the burden of their existence. Veronica...