Listening to the exhaled air whistle out of Wendy's lungs as he tauntingly teased her rear end with his probing fingers, Sheron could only imagine the mess that was going to be left on the carpet from the amount of splooge covering the girl's cheeks as she rested her head on the floor. His greasy cock still erect and swinging free from the fly of his pants...
"Your wound" Rosaline murmured desperately against the heat of his lips. "We need to ... we really should ..." He only pressed harder against her, his mouth attacking the tender flesh of her neck, tasting her skin, devouring her aroma, shaking her body with sensations and need that threatened to overwhelm her young, inexperienced mind after all the exciteme...
*Author's Note - this is a story that has sex in it, but it is not immediate and is not the main plot. The places and music are real. Any story similarities to real persons alive or otherwise aside from the two main characters would be just coincidence.* * * * * * Dear Journal, have you been actually listening to me all these years? After what happened to...
*You're either going to love this one or you're going to get bored. Let me know which in the comments :P* Chapter 18 Your instincts rip you from the serene depths of your slumber, adrenaline and a cocktail of various other hormones sent coursing through your body. The ground shakes along with the bed and you feel the sting of pain on your temple; your ey...
Jun 6, 2010 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Chapter One Reflections From a Prison Cell Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on March 2010. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and pur...
Sarah Roberts stood on her front porch, shaking her head. Every year, she went through the trouble of putting up Halloween decorations, and every year some asshole kids from the neighborhood would trash things. The hay bales she'd had stacked out front were knocked over, the fake witch she'd had hanging from the tree was nowhere to be seen, and her jack-o-la...
Summer time, 2008. An endless sea of persons of different shapes and sizes and colours invaded the streets of Miami, basking in the sun which bristled with intense heat from where it suspended, millions of miles away in space. As was customary in this part of the United States during times like this, women flaunted a good chunk of their skin by donning scan...
I was pretty messed up when I got back from Viet Nam. I never got in the paddies like grunts and army but, as the loadmaster aboard an Air Force C-130 Hercules, I took out a lot of dead and wounded in my cargo bay. It really screws your head on sideways to see firsthand the damage war takes on all aspects of a human being: soul and body. I got out in late 19...
I wanted to do something really special for my man one day. He had been working so hard at the office, he was due to have someone let him know just how special he really is. Our daughter was away at my parents for the weekend, which was a rarity. Seemed like as good a time as any to start a new tradition: Man Day. Sure, he has his Birthday. And, Father's D...
The scent of freshly turned earth and decay drifted to her from the north, and she followed its lead. New moon darkness sheltered her from mundane eyes as she wound her way between buildings and past cars, parked silently on the streets. All was dark, all was quiet, and as she passed the mundane pets inside their humans' houses listened for her departure. Sh...