You wake up to the early morning sun shining through your Venetian blinds, directly into your eyes. You throw off your blankets, open your closet door, and dig through the clothes on the floor. Searching until you find your least pair of dirty pants. You get dressed not bothering to change your boxers and head into the kitchen through the eerie silence of th...
Here's my first story. I hope you can stomach the exposition to get to what I hope is good writing about sex. Thanks for taking the time to read. I'm hoping this will be a multi part story. Enjoy! ***** We all have a web of influence people. The group of people who we come into contact with on a daily basis. This web for the last twenty years has been...
The Tower of the Red-Eyed Princess is not marked on any map. Its whereabouts are unknown... down to the planet... down to the very universe, and the very dimension. Such a map would be unnecessary. When challengers seek the tower... or, when the tower calls for challengers... the two will find each other. The tower is told of in hushed whispers... It is said...
Aster yawned widely, stretching from her resting place in a blooming flower. She grinned and extended her wings to catch the morning sun. Spring was finally here! It was always such a pain to give the glade over to those winter tramps every year, they always left behind a complete mess. Fingers crossed for global warming, Aster leapt from her sleeping place...
It wasn't as though I didn't have a normal childhood. College was the best, and between sports and classes, I made a lot of really, really close friends. I guess Brianna was my best girlfriend. She was kind of going steady with Joshua and I was hooking up with Allen pretty regularly for movies and Coke dates. Allen's folks were also the nicest people in tak...
Liz woke up this morning feeling a little horny, which wasn't normal, but this was even different from the rare occasions that she actually did feel horny. It was a little stronger, but with Liz having a medical condition that continued her puberty she was getting used to unfamiliar feelings, so she wasn't too alarmed, just curious. Puberty as it turns out t...
It was just another day in the rural suburban neighborhood as Gwen, a short pixie haired nerdy yet buxom freckled face ginger in a Hello Kitty white T-shirt with a cute round ass currently tucked into a pair of loose fitting jeans, had just finished moving into her ideal dream house on the hill. Given her current finances she had little choice but to move ou...
Her lover's breath carried the smell of peach, a soft and sweet taste. It felt like the two knew each other since the day they were born. And now, after a week of abstaining, the time has come. Her naked body was warm, almost burning, as the soft hand hovered on her pale skin. Even though the isolation started 10 years ago, Lisa never went outside. She misse...
(Oil painting by Jaisini) Talk Show is a painting that proves the idea that we live in a postmodern world of the apparent loss of any reasonable hope for alternative to the present. In Talk Show, immediacy unites with immortality, trivial with profound. In our days the long myth of immortality is replaced by the myth of immediacy. The substitution of the t...
You're Tom, an average guy who's always fantasized of being a pro wrestler since childhood. One day, you decide to finally follow your dreams and quit your day job. Young, ambitious, and with everything to prove, you decide to start your career by finding an underground league to join, hoping you'll quickly gain a name for yourself. Sadly, your efforts are f...