This is a different type of story for me. It is loosely, very loosely, based on my first son's birth. However, it is told with tongue planted firmly in cheek. This may be to right time to tell all of you our family motto: "Never let the truth get in the way of a good story." Large parts of this story are true, though a lot has been embellished and a lot more...
People give me a lot of grief about my job. I hear "nerd" or "bookworm" on a fairly regular basis. It comes with the territory, said territory being one of those smaller mom and pop bookstores. I don't work for one of the big chain bookshops, no coffee shop, DVD, or CD selection. Simply put, it's just a quaint but popular old store in a bustling college town...
"Well sir, its just you and I,... well at least until 11." "Why? What happens at 11? Do you turn into a pumpkin?" I asked with feigned concern. "Oh no nothing like that. " She laughed. "It's just that the sheriff stops by and picks up a thermos of coffee. So don't get any funny ideas!" She said obviously teasing, as she wagged her finger at me again, smi...
Saban "You will be on your best behavior tonight," Anita ordered me, trying not to move her lips as a maid carefully applied her makeup. "Understand?" "Yes, mistress," I replied in the appropriate subservient tone. And I would be on my best behavior, too. The happier I kept Anita, the more likely she was to reward me with a feeding. She really did look...
I danced most of the night, only taking a break for water or fresh air with the three Lycans. They passed me to each other, and Damien stepped in only twice more before they monopolized me entirely. It was after midnight when I waved the flag of surrender and told them that I was exhausted. They laughed and passed coins to William before letting me know th...
Her room had been untouched since she left. Her bed was made, her mirror and comb lay as they had on her small vanity. Her night gown hung from the back of her chair just the way she left it that horrible day. Pearl didn't have the heart to set foot inside. Even the smell, Belle's smell, made it so her heart felt like it was being ripped away all over again....
I've been stood outside the door for nearly 20 minutes now, I don't even know if you're in there, I don't want to know. I was prolonging entering, I don't know why, every minute I stand out here, pacing, shaking, waiting, I'm just making it worse, but I just can't bear to go in there. I had been invited to go out with friends I had made during my vacation wi...
I was amazed by how little time it took to get horny again, replaying all my sexual experiences since the previous day. By the time I arrived at the parking lot of the theater, five minutes before two o'clock, I had replayed my recent exploits so often that I felt like a DVR. Which probably explains why I started masturbating right there in my car. I first g...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The alarm rings. Megan slowly awakens from a very peaceful sleep. She sits up to look at the time. The black alarm Clock was on the other side of the room. It sat on her dresser door. The dresser door had a huge mirror attach to it. The alarm Clock was set up this way so she wou...
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, fingering the square buttons on the base of the boxy brown phone. His plane had been on time and the afternoon traffic had been surprisingly relaxed. His briefcase was properly packed with his laptop, charger, business cards and laser pointer—that's really all he'd need to pull off his presentation in two days. He had p...