The mall food court was busy, crowded during lunchtime on a holiday Saturday. I sat by myself, near the water feature, a waterfall dropping into a pool full of glittering coins. Simply people watching, I saw families pass by, little kids begging to toss in coins. Older couples strolling, slowly, years of love or antipathy reflected in how close they kept to...
BIG FAT NOTE: This is a work in progress that has recently been heavily updated. As such, most of the linked chapters are obsolete. I will get around to fixing that eventually. Sex World is intended to be a mixture of game and writing exercise heavily informed by the tropes of porn movies. It's also inspired by Slut World by SwampThing and the Powered by the...
I gaze into your eyes from across the bedroom as you fix your eyes on me. We just returned home from celebrating our two year anniversary and, after stepping into the bathroom to change into something more comfortable, I emerge to find you standing across the room, next to the bed in nothing but your dress pants. You give me a sexy smirk and motion for me to...
I'd caught them by chance one morning. Running late to the gym, I'd sped through the parking lot and spotted a couple illuminated by my headlights. Locked in passionate embrace, they didn't notice me watching them from my car, parked across the aisle. They'd kissed, hands roaming and grabbing at each other. Finally, he'd pulled away, then turned her around...
(Inspired By "Surprise" [pic] by Imagination Station/Shyguy) by The Preve (Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit) On May 22, two thousand and something or other, the Strassberg Company Biolab suffered a catastrophe. Eric Rodriguez, a semi-employed and extraordinarily stupid plumber, fucked up royally when he misconnected two very important pipes. The lab...
Life was busy, perhaps hectic or even frenzied would be a better descriptor. With a list that kept her going from dawn till dusk and beyond that till late at night, the responsibilities of being a mother, a wife and a student kept her occupied 7 days a week, and yet, from time to time, thoughts of Jack would creep into her mind. It would often begin early...
The following day passed eventless. Deep in my Mathematical Analysis studies, I lost track of time again. The only interruption had been a shouting argument between Mandy, my taut ass blonde neighbor and some other guy. As I had already had enough of intruding into Mandy's life from the day before, after being punished for watching her masturbating from outs...
© 2011-2017 Embers "Ugh! Why won't you stay down?" Janelle whined through gritted teeth. Again she pressed her palms against her backside. It didn't seem to matter how hard she tried. Each time she released her grip, her round buttocks sprung back to their natural state, protruding defiantly. Although the futility of this ritual was increasingly apparent...
Remember folks, death is not an option. No, not that "Joe Lieberman or Janet Reno, and death is not an option" game. You can't reach through your monitor and strangle sense into that {censored}{censored}{censored}{censored} individual who doesn't have the good sense to recognize you for the literary genius that you are. Okay, maybe genius is stretching it, b...
Ron was on vacation in his motor home and had been visiting a few friends in Santa Fe, New Mexico. He was now headed back to Casper, Wyoming and home. This wasn't a large motor home (a recreational vehicle or RV to some people); it was an almost ten year old class C Itasca twenty three footer (class C being the kind that are build on a truck frame with the t...