So like vote and stuff cause ya'll haven't been doing that much lately and it's slightly annoying. :p * All of my nervousness and doubts disappear when Frank opens the door for me. I smile up at him as I take his hand and climb out of his rather impossibly low car. Wrapping my arm around his we walk into the forest toward the hill he had talked me into let...
Journal of Erin Hollister10 June, mid-afternoon I'm no longer scared. I feel myself changing, physically and mentally. This morning I was an emotional wreck over what I did last night. Now I am indifferent. Aunt Carmilla explained things when I woke up half past noon. I am transforming into a vampire, one of the living dead - or undead - that feeds on the...
The ceiling fan spun around and around and around. It was that time of day again. It was that kind of class again. Dr. Seguin was now lecturing about the Great Pyramids of Egypt, Jeffrey LaDow loved it. LaDow would sit back in his desk, stare at the ceiling fan, and let his imagination run wild. As a child, he remembered going to the theatre and watching old...
Hiya folks, I dragged this old draft up and decided to finish it. It's written from a different perspective that I'm not so keen on but wanted to try and I couldn't be assed redoing the entire thing. I hope you all enjoy! As always comments and feedback would be awesome. ***** It was summer and I just finished college for the year. I was headed home for m...
Note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. The sun streamed into the bedroom waking Peg up. She yawned and leaned over to cuddle Tyler but he wasn't in the bed. Peg absentmindedly touched her pussy. The lips were still swollen from the pounding she had received the previous night. She smiled to herself as she slid out of bed and looked fo...
The following story contains ONLY consensual sex between a human and a non-human, both of whom are over 18 years of age. ***** I was eighteen the autumn my life changed forever. Eighteen and yet naïve and innocent in the ways of the world, especially the ways of men and women. My mother died when I was four and my father brought me up alone. He never rema...
It was a sunny afternoon the day I came to my aunt Amalthea's estate in Atlanburg. It would be an understatement to say I was tired. After a day and a half riding in a carriage through the stinking metropolis, the suburbs and out to the country house I was not in the best state. I stared up at the letters carved into the archway above the door: Murray Manor...
Having had several affairs over the years since I'd been married I'd always felt that that if my dear sweet wife were to sleep with another guy then I wouldn't feel guilty with regard to my own sexual adventures, although my main reason for hoping that she would have an affair was to satisfy my own sexual desires of having sex with her after she'd been with...
In 1886, the summer heat in Charleston was mild for a late July afternoon. Thomas walked up the steps to his Aunt's house with a feeling of remorse. Knowing his summer was almost over Thomas had a solemn expression on his face when he reached the top step and the front door opened for him. Not only was his summer lost to time, but also his fond memories of h...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. My e-Mail address through the link below! Also, if you want to drop me a comment, feel free to use the box below! This author would like to thank: TNP, Thee_Disciple and DarkLord Z for always...