Thul pa - part two We left the train together, found a taxi, and got in. She acted like we were newlyweds; laughing, kissing me on the cheek, squeezing my arm in hers. To the outsider we probably seemed like a pair of hippie tourists. All I could think about was lying down with her and having her swallow me whole. After about half-an-hour the taxi stopped....
Readers, I hope you've been following along since the inception of this series. If not, I respectfully implore you to go back and devour the first three chapters before embarking on this journey. Hurry, what're you waiting for!?!? Enjoy!! *********** As Maggie stirred, beginning to recover from her brief, sex-induced slumber, John went to the dresser and...
As the taxi passes landmarks such as Pudding Lane, the scene of the Great Fire of London, Jess explains that the hotel is in the city's financial district; pricey during the week but discounted rates over the weekend. I mean to ask her how long she's going to be around for, things progressing between us and all, but my liquor clouded, dehydrated brain soon f...
Fair warning: This chapter is squicky as hell. Don't read it if you're easily skeeved out by spiders, gnomes, feet, (tree)stumps, pregnancy, hugs, giant spiders, forests, caves, houses, baby spiders, fairies, "mud", princesses, mules, butt stuff, or references to Charlotte's Web. Also, don't read it if the preceding list titillated you, you twisted freak....
II - Alone In the mornings, I roll over and, with the light slightly blinding me, I forget that your side of the bed is empty. It is all just a terrible misunderstanding - a bad dream - nothing is changed. Then I blink, my pupils adjust and my senses reach out to verify. Yes, I slept alone again. The heating blanket is kicked to the foot of the bed, sheets...
First came the sickness. Throughout the city, people died in agony, bleeding from every orifice and covered in purple spots. Young, old, rich, poor... No one was immune to the strange plague. I watched my friends and neighbors die, wondering all the while if I would be next. The city was quarantined, of course. Easy to do with an island. Just blow the bridge...
Anne was in the throes of the most pleasurable sensations she had ever experienced in her life and this gardener of her father's home was offering her even more. 'Igor will you be gentle with me? I am still a virgin.' Though he already knew she was, it sounded extremely sexy to hear her admit it to him and put herself in his control like this. As he start...
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She met him at the front door at the end of his working day, kissed him and laid his briefcase on the floor at the foot of the stairs. Taking him by the hand she led him into the lounge, pulled a chair from under the table and turned it round to face him. She pushed him down to sit and straddled her legs across him leaning in close to kiss him harder, her ha...
Kierania, 1824. His Majesty, King Hermissle Jisisle Ci Yelmbuerg the seventeenth, was not happy. Strange men were surrounding his lands; strange, dangerous men were surrounding his lands. He knew not how they had managed to discover his well-hidden planet of Kierania, but they had. And now, they stood with their swords drawn, waiting for him to refuse thei...