Jen pulled Michael to her as soon as he entered their condo. "Fuck me, fuck me," she begged. Her body burned with desire. She needed Michael inside her. She needed fucked, an orgasm. Michael needed it too. He hadn't been in the storeroom. But he watched Matt seduce her on the dance floor. He watched, like many others, as Matt lead Jen into the darken hallw...
The door opened, and one after another the twelve women shuffled into the room to be lined up along the far wall by the guards. Most of them lifted their eyes and snatched a nervous glance at the figure watching them from the sofa. Most of them that is, apart from the dark-haired little girl who stood nervously in the centre of the line and surrounded by the...
Christmas parties were never like this! Pretty Kay Stone was enjoying the hallucinatory psychotic thrills produced by Fairfax's special party elixir, Absinthe, the Emerald Green Monster. Fairfax, a true man of the hour, knew how to party. Artemisia absinthium and other toxic herbs had floated Katy's psyche on the edge chaos. As six Santa's helpers with...
I was deep within the arms of Morpheus when some kind of persistent ringing jarred me awake. At first, I thought it was the alarm clock, but repeated blows to its' head did nothing to silence the ringing. Then it dawned upon me that it was the front door buzzer that had interrupted my rest. This was one thing I really liked about my apartment building. You e...
Patricia51 wrote a very deep moving story entitled TORN, some weeks ago Chagrined posted his take on what could have happened next. This is my version of what could have happened. This is not about sex so all of you anonymous macho men who tried to put down Chagrined's story of what could happen can save yourself the trouble of reading this. That also goes f...
The burning wood in the fireplace crackled pouring light and warmth into the vast room. Walls floor to ceiling lined with books and shelves. The glow of the fire made everything in the room look like burnt sugar and honey casting about a calming sense of feeling. But on the contrary an infuriated man hurled a large thread bound text against the wooden wall i...
Teárlag is asked about her betrayal. Màiri is laid to rest. Ailene desires children. One scene of oral and regular sexual intercourse. ***** "Are your servants here?" Frang asked. "No, though I'm expecting them to arrive shortly," Teárlag said. "Can you leave here without raising the suspicion of Blackthorne?" "Not alone. He expects me to seduce on...
We were walking in that street again. All was full of mist and golden leaves. There was so much silence between us and the way seemed endless. It looked like a dream, and perhaps this is what everything is. Perhaps truth and freedom are way beyond all this, in the world of awakening. Yet I had no eyes for the shadow, I just walked. We had been friends all li...
Sir Richard Loxton kicked his steed into a gallop. He could see the ancient city of Asran in the middle distance and was ardent to be home. Home where his loyal people would welcome him with enthusiasm; home where he could at last settle; home where his beautiful wife Adina would be waiting for him after his long absence. Sir Richard saw the standard bearer...
It was Sunday. I had borrowed my wife's car to pick up two new lawn chairs. I was listening to This American Life on NPR and wanted to write down the name of a book mentioned. While steering with one hand, I dug in the center console with the other, feeling under the CD cases for a pen. I pulled out random objects: a Bit-O-Honey wrapper, a folded Starbucks d...