Jake was the star forward on the school soccer team. And I have been sucking his cock for several months now. In the midst of senior year at Harboro County High School, with finals, graduation and college on the horizon, you'd think the salutatorian wouldn't find the time to obsess over a guy like some horny fan-girl. But then again, you'd think a lot of th...
She took a fistful of my hair and she pulled my head backward, toward her, until my back was arched and my face was touching hers. Still standing behind me on the dance floor, she brushed her lips on the tender skin of my cheeks, up to my right ear, and whispered: "I think you are in trouble, girl." I could not see her clearly, and I did not dare turn my he...
I woke up looking into the smiling face of a pretty redhead. Sunlight was streaming through the curtains of her bedroom. "Good morning, Irene," she said, and she kissed me on my nose. I smiled back and slowly remembered my adventures of yesterday. When I moved my legs it dawned on me that I was still fully dressed. I even had my high heeled boots on. My sk...
Wes stuffed his hands in the back pockets of his jeans as he followed the monotone man around the old house. Sam, his best friend, stood beside him, acutely hanging on every word the tour guide said. "This is a portrait of Charles's wife, Cynara Stanmore. There's actually..." but Wes wasn't listening. He hadn't wanted to come to this stupid house to look a...
I am blessed with an inheritance from my grandmother. I still have to work. But I bought a turn of the century home in a beautiful neighborhood and enjoy my walks among the mature trees. I bought a great dog. Malora was a precocious Mastiff baby, but is now a well-behaved girl. I find a lot of pleasure in a well-trained pup. I also find a great deal of pl...
A few weeks ago I was at Victoria Coach Station in London, about to board a night bus to Aberdeen, where I'm at university -- a journey of over 500 miles, and 12 hours. Just before I set out for the coach station I'd had a huge row with my fiancée, and I was feeling fed up and not looking forward to a long, uncomfortable, exhausting journey. Given the argume...
Raion listened to the click of chouko's geta as she traversed the gravel path and exited the gateway. The mama-san had very quickly taken Him under her wing and although He felt He imposed too much on her time He allowed her to do much as she pleased. Life had been hard for her for so many years and now having a modicum of peace the allowance of her service...
Exhausted from the lack of sleep Claire hoped the coffee would give her a shot of wakefulness. She heard a door open, not sure whether it was Stacy's or Lance's, but the heavy steps down the stairs told her it was Lance. He came into the kitchen wearing a light blue button-down shirt, dark blue Dockers and Sperry topsiders. Captivated by his good looks she f...
Lost in Eros Book II: The Forest Tascha Saved & Caught Like Don had done a week earlier, while he was with the Crone, Tascha found herself reliving the erotic adventures she had had since waking up in the Manor. The sounds of the warrior women feasting and carousing nearby only taunted her with the thought that someone might remember her and bring her some...
Author's Note: My spiritual mother, Colonel Marina Raskova, founder of 588th Night Bomber Regiment -- what the Germans in WW2 called "Das Nachthexen," the "Night Witches" -- once asked me, "what is the purpose of prose if not poetry?" She delighted in French Avant-garde theater, Dada art, surrealistic poetry, and so do I. If stream of consciousness bores you...