This one is for you, amor meus amissus. "Ne quid paeniteat quod causam dederit ridendi." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The monster's fangs almost connected with her skin. The sudden realization fueled Raine's anger. With a swift flick of the wrists, she revealed the daggers hidden under her sleeves, determined to kill the abomination she faced....
Editor's Note: this is an extreme toilet fetish story. Reader discretion is advised. * By Amara-Rau-Story And HungryGuy * For the last five years, Celina had tried every method she knew to try and make her fantasies come true. She posted adult personal ads on Craig's List, Collar Me and Fet Life, advertising herself as a trample slut, and answered as...
After the meal, Jordan said goodbye, checked his bike again cycled off home. He had a big grin on his face and a piece of paper in his back pocket. On the paper were written some dates, which Meg had worked out were very safe dates to invite Jordan round for tea and 'extras.' This was his diary for lust-filled visits till the end of the semester. College g...
Let me introduce myself. My name is Ruthie. Actually, it's Ruth, but everyone calls me Ruthie except for my mother and my husband, Jonathan, when they're angry. I'm average build, almost 5'6" and 120 lbs. We females try not to talk about birthdays once we reach a certain age, so let me just say I'm still in my twenties. You figure it out. I'm told I have a...
There are as many ways to grieve as there are ways to die. Each and every person is unique in his or her pain. She was looking for trouble. Anything to keep the vast dark space in her soul from fully consuming her. She'd made it through the day, now she just had to make it through the night. Everyone told her it would get better. Time, it heals all wounds...
Chapter Twelve: Run over by the wagon The main dining room looked as ritzy as the rest of the house, and of course, had crystal and silver all over the place. The polished table could have seated twenty people, but today only had four places set out. Ted and Lisa were seated close together on one side and the other settings were across from them. Grabbing...
Early Sunday Evening "Commando." he thought as he picked up a pair of jeans and slipped them on over his naked butt. He turned to Kathy and stretched out his fleshy member before adjusting it down the left leg of his pants. Quickly doing up the button he smoothed his palm over the noticeable bulge before slipping on and tucking in a polo shirt. He stepped...
Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world – thesoundandfury. And check out his new novel – Models and Super Spies. Thanks Ken, not only for your editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 4: Roxanne Dominic DeVere's brain was working overtime as he drove through the heavy,...
(Hello all. And a big apology to all for getting this out so late. All parts of this story were written together, but I managed to find the time to flesh this part out only recently. Too busy with my real life, actually. I appreciate that many have told me they would like to see this story concluded. And as many have rightly pointed out, its not fair to star...
The scholar awoke, her hips aching slightly. She let out a soft groan of discomfort, as she shifted out of the bed, her feet silently touching the ground. She shifted her weight slowly, to avoid a strain from the bedsprings, or a creak from the floor boards. She heard the man breathing heavily in the bed. She cast her eyes over to the door, as the ship rolle...