I remember Chrysler had just come out with their minivan and my wife wanted one. We had just had twins a couple years before and the Grand Am that I had, albeit a four door, was a bit tight for two baby seats and assorted baby stuff. I did some research, namely hitting junk yards. Junk yards are a good way to see which cars are crashworthy. This was a time...
As I sit and watch you, pacing by the fence over looking the beach. Waves echo as they crash onto the sand. I think of how I would love to crash into you the same!! Seeing you standing there, scantily dressed, are you hoping that I see you? No worries as I do! You walk towards the gate and out onto the sand. I follow closely behind watching your every step....
Note: I guess you could call this a fan-fic? This post uses real people (with changed names) but their scenario is completely fictional. Still, if you recognize the people I'm writing about, you can revel in the feels with me. Also, everyone here is above 18. There's no sex, but it's an intimate moment between two people who love(d) each other. *********...
We sit in a warm bath, lavender bath salts bubbling around us. My back, my head lean against your chest while you rest your head on top of mine. I feel your fingers run up and down my arms, across my collar bone. I close my eyes and take in the sensation. I roll my head back, giving you the opportunity to lay gentle kisses along my neck. I don't think I've e...
Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Angel or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This is a Parody. This story follows the character of Max Guevara (Jessica Alba) from the canceled TV show 'Dark Angel' Inspired by the German language story 'Dark Angel' started by MACC which you can find on Chyoo. -- Seattle, Washin...
Shutting the door to her office Jen Walters huffed in annoyance as she turned and sat at her desk, leaning back as she rubbed the bridge of her green nose. "Eight hours wasted in a trial involving some wacko hoping for the insanity plea. He's wearing a chicken costume! Of course he's going to get the damn plea!" Brushing her long green hair out of...
I've been so turned on for the last few days. I have played with myself. Played with toys. Played on cam. All of it makes my desire grow stronger. I'm craving the touch of another. A man. Who knows how to please me. To touch me. To make me moan and tremble all before we even undress. And when we do undress, have me begging for more. More of his touch. His...
Sheryl knew she needed a way out. Since The Crash, her entire life had fallen apart. She should have left New York after 911-but she was just too attached to her job and the people she worked with. It was all just too hard to believe. First most of Los Angeles had been turned into a rather large crater. Then the refugees had streamed into New York. It was ob...
The dying embers of the sun wash us as we walk...two lovers hand in hand along the shore of the ocean. The breeze is cool, refreshing our sun drenched, warm skin. The smell of salt and lime mix in the soft wind, creating some sort of perfect paradise for us. The tinny sounds of a reggae band echo into the dusk, but the lovers prefer to not hear it. They ski...
I see you where you lie upon your bed. I see you where you sit with friends, drinking...always drinking. I know the dissatisfaction. Something is missing isn't it? Can you blame me for running? Listen, the crash of the waves upon the shore. Hear me. I am calling your name, I am screaming your anguish to the stars I am channelling the voice within you they d...