Gina: Happy Birthday Gina lied. The happy babble of the normal kids stuffed into the campus coffeehouse pressured Gina like water on a diver too deep. Gina loathed these anesthetized idiots. Their cheerful eyes accused her, their frivolous mania smothered her, and their oblivious chatter trampled her fragile confidence into the mud of their privileged, inan...
Kidlat watched as Jinx propped an open ledger on some large, eye-level knots on the tree trunk to his right. His diwata looked magnificent in the moonlight. Her short black hair was shot through with molten streaks now, and her eyes had lightened from the warm amber of fine single malt to ash-gray ringed with silver spangles about the iris. He watched her pr...
Okay, so the whole "heterosexual girl goes to college and experiments with lesbianism" thing is a cliché. I know that. But it's kinda my story. Although, if you had read the research done by Alfred Kinsey on human sexual behavior, it would become pretty much apparent that labels like "heterosexual" and "lesbian" are kinda dishonest and misleading. Million...
"Anthropology professors such as myself, should never end up like this. Even now I can scarcely believe my fate. I realize the odds of anyone ever finding this voice recorder, or the odds of it surviving the millennium are infinitesimal, I had to give a full accounting of my self. If some future archaeologist finds this recording, please make it clear that I...
This is a stroke story. It's ridiculous and unrealistic. No one is worried about STDs, sizes are exaggerated, and people can fuck for hours without chafing. Enjoy it for what it is. * I grabbed my anthropology professor's hips and pulled her back, driving my own hips forward at the same time and thrusting myself deep into her ass with as much force as I c...
Author's note: Some parts of this Lovecraftian tale will contain dark elements and non-consent. I'm eager for feedback, so please leave a comment. ***** Abigail's mind and body gradually settled into a new rhythm as she drifted through the Fall semester at Miskatonic University. The foliage around campus was peaking later than usual, and the crisp, clear w...
A lesbian introduces me to the joys of strap-on sex **************************************************** Allison Reynolds was the type of girl any guy at Boston University would have loved to take home to his mother. Hailing from Portland Maine, Allison was a sexy brunette who stood approximately 5'8, weighed around 130 pounds and had perky C cup breasts....
NOTE: For young Bobby the accident left him with a sexual experience that he'd remember for the remainder of his life because it was with an adult woman. For Linda it awakened her interest in sex as a warm, live and fulfilling activity far removed from the imnpersonal relationship of dipping into the toy box to achieve some sort of satisfaction. Enjoy. * M...
Chapter 6: Cottage As Eric reached the front door of the house, he tried the knob and discovered that it was locked. He stood there puzzled as to what he should do next and, eventually, it occurred to him to look inside the folder. Clipped to the inside, he found a key, which he promptly tried in the door's keyhole. The door unlocked and he stepped through...
Being awarded a senior faculty fellowship was the culmination of three long hard years of work, and David couldn't remember the last time he had felt this kind of professional validation. Such satisfaction. And the paid sabbatical would be a welcome respite from teaching. He hoped to use that time to finish the text that he'd begun to work on years ago, ju...