Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? Thank you searchingforperfection for helping me edit the entire So I'm Not a Vampire? novellette. All future stories I post on Lit are stories that will not be published. If you have questions, concerns, or just want to say hi, feel free to message me. -Rosi *** Chapter Five...
Miss Bridgeway led Carl out of the parlor and down the hall to the kitchen using his penis as a joy stick of sorts. "Did you enjoy your first session with Mrs. Swanson?" Carl had just been masturbated by one of the founding Sisters of The Sisterhood a group of progressive women who advocated CFNM as a way of controlling the sexual urges of men, young men in...
THIS IS PART THREE OF AN ONGOING STORY It was Veteran’s Day. That meant my week ended early, since Veteran’s Day fell on a Thursday that year, and I have no Friday classes. So, I was sitting at home, by myself (as an R.A., I get an entire dorm room to myself!), watching Spaceballs for the umpteen-millionth time (it’s still damn funny!), when my phone rang....
It's my body and I can do whatever I want with it, isn't that one of the most sacred mantras of the feminist movement? As a Muslim woman from the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the heartland of Islam, and a fledgling feminist, I have often butted heads with my well-meaning but ill-informed and at times, culturally clueless western friends. To me, there is more t...
Sweat dripped off my body as I got off the treadmill. I glanced at Joe, still going on the treadmill. He hadn't even broken out in a sweat. It was his way of reminding me that I ought to just give this up and just agree to be Donovan's mate. He'd been my shadow these past few days, doing little things whenever he could that illustrated that I wasn't really a...
After Thanksgiving my Master took me on my first extended trip. He rented a yacht and we cruised the Caribbean for two months. The company makes some very convincing passports. Some of the stops were really beautiful. One was a elite nude beach. Essentially to had to be a multimillionaire just to access the beach. I could not believe the celebrities I saw su...
I heard the unmistakable pop-up notification alert of Facebook Messenger. This was enough to pry me away briefly from the football I was watching on my TV. The initial excitement and over-riding thought of that notification was, at least back then, was the prospect of an attractive girl randomly popping up and messaging me. It wasn't something that happened...
Between the first 'Vamps' installment and this one, Erica has learned about her improved psychic powers, including increased empathy. She has tried to find out who the vamp traitor is who is informing the vampire hunters of the vamps' daytime sleeping places. She has also been reconciled, somewhat, with Hal, the man who heckled her during her first stripteas...
Christian walked in bare feet through the open sliding glass door. He was greeted by the still warm night air and the gentle sound of the far off ocean. His ice cubes tinkled in his glass as he walked. Easily one of his favorite sounds. He sat it down on the stucco wall of the balcony and took in the sights. He was on the 5th floor of his hotel, nestled a fe...
At ten thirty he had a break between appointments, and despite the nicotine patch on his arm, he took advantage of a few free minutes to sneak out the back door of his office and light a cigarette. He had been doing well, but as November drew to a close and business picked up he had found himself more and more wanting to sneak out to what had once been a bac...