I awoke slowly, blinking in the weak light from the single sputtering candle in my dingy room. I slept in a tiny cramped loft above the stables in the infamous Flophouse tavern. After taking a moment to re-evaluate my lodgings, it became obvious that this boy needed money, and fast. In this day and age, with my limited work experience and resources, there wa...
"No one sings like you anymore..." Chris Cornell—Soundgarden Chapter 2 "I'm not gay!" is what Grace wanted to say, but her mouth was too full of vagina... hot, dripping, delicious vagina. Her tentative tongue betrayed her as she began enjoying the experience despite herself. In less time than she could have imagined her first girl/girl experience taking,...
The young woman ran as hard as she could. Her throat was tight with fear. Her arms and legs stung where branches lashed her as she burst through the underbrush. She shuddered as she recalled the monster. The woman had gotten lost, wandered off the trail trying to get a better look at some bird. Night had fallen and she was trying to keep herself from panicki...
((This is my first attempt at erotica. I hope you enjoy the story.)) The club was full of smoke. Most clubs of this kind are; strobes and smoke do funny things to lighting, and seeing as this was a rave club where everyone played with various lighted toys in order to cause the rush of sensation most X-heads knew as "blowing up", that made sense. But me, I...
I would like to thank Amela for helping make this more presentable. The bell rings. "Finally 3 pm." Matt says silently. The once silent room fills with deafening voices and laughter. Books slam and papers rustle as they are shoved in the small confines of countless book bags. "Don't forget exams are on Friday. Please study everyone," Mrs. Fox yells ove...
Warning: This story has NO, I say again, NO, sex. It does have KKK wannabe's, the "N" word, a cross burning, and a vicious dog attack. Oh yeah, it's supposed to be funny. == Lamar Barnhill was not impressed. The three young pukes standing just inside the open door to his work shed didn't look good for much, most of all a Klan job. At first, they'd tried...
= = = = = = = Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the sixth in this series and describes a day with life-changing events for Kevin and for Julie. There is basically NO SEX IN THIS SEGMENT. What was supposed to be a minor interlude setting up some chara...
Pulling up to her house his heart is racing. He felt something different in her voice on the phone. Teasing and beckoning in a way it never has before, his mind racing at the possibilities. Breathing deeply he steps from the car, the gravel crunching softly under his feet as he walks to the door. Knocking softly when he reaches the door, the windows dark but...
My feet were up on the dash, the wind coming through the window blowing my hair about my face. I had my sunglasses on against the last rays of sun, dying a slow death as it prepared to sink behind the horizon ahead of us. Music was blaring out of the radio - my choice, for a rare change - and my fingers were busy rummaging in the bag of Maltesers I was holdi...
Juan was working his magic on me in ways I could never have imagined. As a recent patient of hip replacement, he was my therapist, coming to my house three times a week to help me recover. And lord, was he helping me recover. At first, nothing happened between us until that day when he found my vibrator in a drawer and offered to provide me even greater rel...