Be careful what you wish for. Oh, and don't go into one of those dusty shops. The type of shop that wasn't there yesterday. The type of shop with all sorts of strange old things on the shelves. The type of shop that even though it wasn't there yesterday has at the same time been there for years! And if you do go in, don't buy anything! My adventure started...
Working in a nursing home sometimes can be very depressing. Most of the residents have long term illnesses and are either bed ridden or are confined to wheel chairs. There are many different kinds of people that work at a nursing home. There are nurses, doctors, aides, dietary aides, maintenance people, and recreation coordinators. The nursing home is usua...
Stephen Carver had been an amateur pornographer for about three hours. He sat at his kitchen table and wondered if he was actually going to go through with this. Could he actually take advantage of innocent girls? Could he have sex with them in front of a camera? Could he exploit them to a mass horny men during their most private moments? He simply didn’t kn...
Chris POV Scarlett shifts, winces as my nails digs hard into her spine. I can sense her heart thudding in my chest. The sheet attach to her lower body is moving; that tells me how badly she's shaking. I raise her chin with my fingers and see tears gathering in her optics. She was experiencing trouble sleeping and so was I. We endured a rough night at the...
In early summer, just at the beginning of the seal and salmon catching season, Sit'ku and his hunting partners returned after a day of fishing to find a foreigner's canoe docked on their beach. "I didn't expect a visit from the Yanyeidi bunch for another moon," observed Xunaa. "Don't be silly," replied another in the group, "that's not a Tlingit boat. He...
Darlene grabbed Tim's hand as they ran around to back of her house. Going through the gate they headed towards the in-ground pool. The pool lights gave off a soft glow and coupled with the moonlight, there was plenty of light to see by. The day was very warm and despite the sun going down, the temperature still made the air feel hot and sticky. The two of th...
This is a work of fiction inspired by women with open minds – and open legs. They are sexy, fun, and like to have sex. I hope you like, Deb. ***** I woke up in our hotel room and saw that the clock said 2pm. I remembered where I was. Vegas, baby. My friend Laura and I had decided to spend a few days in Vegas. It was mid-May and the weather was warm, but th...
The events here are fictional. Some of what I write is true, but most of it is fantasy. Sports fans found the last Super Bowl Sunday to be very much anti-climactic and disappointing. In my case, that night could have hardly been more memorable and life affirming. But allow me to tell you something about myself: My name is Sally. I had spent over twenty...
"You will wear the blue skirt!" she tells me, reaching to pull it out of the closet. I am already wearing the corset; black satin, laced, long suspenders linked on to sheer black stockings. Fishnet, she says, is tacky. Personally I think the whole suspenders-and-stockings thing is tacky, and much prefer bare flesh, but then, it's not for me to decide. I am...
Huge clouds of steam bloomed and swayed in the air above her. They formed strange, floating continents that were in a constant state of flux and reform. Meena stared at them, her mind empty, her body boiled free of sore muscles and aching bruises. Only when the waterlogged corpse of a paperback floated past her head did she realise that she had fallen asleep...