Malcolm was still naked as he sat at the table carefully studying the tiny sparkling circuits in the circuit board he held in his hand. Occasionally he would glance up from the circuit board and look over at the naked woman now sitting at the edge of the bed. Focusing his attention on her he noted that, in the dim light in his efficiency apartment she didn't...
If you were to know one thing about Jeremy Stack, you would know he has the world's biggest hard-on for Kelly Clarkson, that famous singer who rose to stardom via the famous television show, American Idol. It wasn't long after Kelly won the competition that Jeremy began waiting outside of her dressing room door after live shows on the American Idols Tour. An...
Carol Vorderman pulled into the car park of the Yorkshire Television Studios. The journey from the West Country had not been a good one and the unusually hot weather had made her journey even more unbearable. And by god the heat was making her feel horny. Since the break up of her marriage a couple of years before her sex life had plummeted somewhat, not tha...
The campground is just outside the park and it is beautiful. It is up on a ridge but it's flat and grassy. There are RVs and some tents, but everything is pretty spaced out. On the edges of the campground are the tiny little shack like cabins with a firepit out front and some cots on the inside and it overlooks the town of West Yellowstone, Montana (creative...
I cinched the soft restraint around Jack's right ankle. He was stretched out, spread eagled, in four-point restraints. The soft morning light passed through the shear drapes casting soft shadows across the king sized bed and highlighted my bound lover's body lying on the contrasting dark sheets. My hand was still on Jack's ankle as I looked up and admired my...
Quiet. Nothing. The Beauty and the Ease and the Dreadful Boredom of Nothing. Wasn't there something? From dark to light, eyes wide open face the sky. The thought she tried to bring to clarity was absent now. Just as the sky was clear except for the dazzling sun so was her mind. There was an echo of a sensation that couldn't quite be grasped but its quali...
Fidelma Anne O'Leary, former Irish Catholic and Professor of Biology at Saint Edwards University in Texas made waves when she converted to Islam. The tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed Anglo-Saxon woman certainly didn't look like the Western world's conception of the average Muslim woman. And for a short while, the story of her awakening, her subsequent reje...
Note: "Megan" has read this story and approves. Here I was, driving north on 33. Daddy was driving faster than the rest of traffic, and catching up to the truck ahead of us. I tensed. Daddy moved the wheel to swing past the truck and touched a button in his jacket. A jolt went up my body from my pussy from the toy he had taped in there before we got in the...
Hey, there. My name is Gary Celestin. How's it going? I'm a Half-Breed. The offspring of a nonhuman intelligent entity and a human person. My mother Illyriel was a fallen angel turned arch-demon and my father James Celestin was human. They're both gone now. There is a world out there which most people don't ever get to see. Demons. Fallen Angels. Monsters. V...
Hello all! I'm a longtime lit reader, first time author. This story actually originated as a dream I had a few nights ago. No sexy times yet, but they're coming!! ***** Callie yawned and stretched her neck, hands gripping the steering wheel. Behind her, Noam and Mason dozed lightly. The siblings were accustomed to long nights in the car, as they had been...