If she'd only know it was the last time she'd have memorised every second. Around 7 months of secret fun, flirting, fingering, grinding, sexual tension and sucking... over! That feeling that he gave her that made her legs feel like jelly and pussy sopping wet still remains. Every time she sees him, everytime she looks at photos. The sting of rejection hi...
I never believed in aliens until the night I was abducted from my apartment while I slept. I woke in a dark room with dim flickering lights, strapped naked to a cold floating platform with metal cuffs around my forearms and thighs. The smooth metal beneath me stretched from the middle of my back to my tailbone and floated around the room, twisting and turnin...
Julie's fingers would slide across the cold stone surface, sending a chill up her arm. A coy smile would crease across her porcelain face. She thought the man had good taste, despite his over masculine portrayal. He knew what a lady would enjoy. She bent over to peer into the mirror, reflecting her smooth skin on her face. Julie would dab over her nose with...
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A reminiscent whisper tickles my ear as I roll over to see his sharp eyes gazing heavily on my body. His hand brushes the hair hanging over my eyes away. I close my eyes & imagine where I would rather have his warm embracing hands. ******* His hand brought so many memories to my mind. I still can recall how I loved the way his hands would sweetly inspect m...
You walk over to me, looking over my naked body, my arms tied up above my head, my legs pulled spread apart and tied stiffly at the ankles, cutting my skin raw. my eyes wide in fear and respect. You run your fingers over my body probingly, sliding Your hand over my flat stomach and up in between my tits, running Your palm over my skin, stopping to pinch my n...
I wandered slowly across Broadway to Pioneer Square. There were the usual homeless children dressed to resemble their idol, Marilyn Manson. Their hair dyed red and blue and green. The black leather they wore screamed out desolation and hate. Hate because deep in the back of their minds they knew me. One girl with red hair wearing a knee length skirt, flared...
Chapter 4: The Summer Solstice Celebration Sunset settled at the edge of the meadow with its rays of orange, yellow and red illuminating the manor. Master Paul stood on the balcony of his room and watched as the sun slumbered beneath the meadow. The lights that the staff had intertwined into the trees glowed as a beacon to the guests that would soon follow...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are fictional and 18 or older. Contains sci-fi. Not intended to be realistic. Do not copy or repost this story!! Enjoy ***** Mrs. Fattorusso is the name of everyone's favorite high school teacher. She is the nicest person I've ever met. Students love her because she explains everything in a way that...
(Author's Note: The song lyrics are from the Judds song, 'Rocking With the Rhythm of the Rain'.) * * * * * Sitting on the porch swing, listening to the light, beating on the tin roof, Baby, just me and you Rocking with the rhythm of the rain. The rain is falling in a light mist over our cabin. The Judds are singing in the background. You are sitting in th...