0: The Fool Genesis LeClair had a throbbing headache and her mouth felt like it was stuffed with cotton. A hangover. The pillow was so soft, if she could just go back to sleep, the pain was sure to go away eventually. She refused to concede to this reality. She wouldn't open her eyes. Beside her, someone groaned and turned over. Alex. Her eyes popped op...
Part 9 From Benjamin Dornier's Journal Thursday, August 6, 1992 Even though Hillary wasn't in my classes today, she was never far from my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that it was very likely she and I would have anal sex after I got home. And, even though Hillary didn't know it, if we succeeded, it would be my first time, too. My wife and...
One day a while back, my best friend's sister Kim, dropped by my house, to tell me that a band that we both liked was going to put on a concert, in a nearby town. She was all excited about going to this concert, her big blue eyes sparkled, as she talked about it. It wasn't too unusual for the two of us to go to a concert together, what was unusual, was the f...
"Mom! Everybody does that," Kelli shrieked, embarrassed. Heather was looking at the picture on her daughter's phone. It had accidentally opened up as she was handing it to Kelli. Now she wanted to know why it was there. Heather still stared at the picture, saying, "I doubt that everybody has a picture of a penis on their cell phone!" "Yes, Mom, really th...
There aren't enough slime girl stories out there, so here's my contribution. All characters are 18+. *** I opened my apartment door and dropped my keys and gym bag on the table. I would deal with it later -- the sweat on me was drying and I was desperate for a shower. I shoved some food into the microwave to defrost and pulled off my clothes as I headed...
Acknowledgements: Sexyvibe, editor *** I hop on the motorbike behind my Vietnamese host, Jericho. The sun has started to set behind the waterfall we'd just conquered. If we were in Canada right now, I wouldn't feel comfortable driving. I feel intoxicated, not just from the beer we'd drunk, but also from the events of the day. I'm holding onto my slender...
Sonia woke early this Saturday morning, not that she wanted to be awake early, but once again she had forgotten to turn the work alarm to silent. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, she kicked her feet under the quilt, tiny specks of dust glistened in the narrow beam of March sunlight. She imagined they were stars in the universe, and then closed her...
Erik woke up in his own bed, in his apartment. He could see sunlight through his grey curtains. Tossing to one side he tried to go back to sleep but he slowly started remembering the night, and gave up. When he sat up, cold pain ran down his head, like ice water being poured through his spine. Hangover? He barely drank, didn't he? He recalled the night and...
Dear Reader - Please read the previous chapters of Fictional Fantasies first, to fully appreciate this story. Please do also provide your feedback which will encourage me to continue publishing subsequent chapters! ------------------------- Meg's tall, dark-haired nameless stranger was very rarely out of her mind from that point onwards. As he had requeste...
Introduction to Chapter 3 As I have previously indicated I have been in the situation of being away for the week, and coming home Friday evenings. Loved Fridays. There are a couple of "incidents" in this story that are from real situations. For those that asked about Kate, my real life friend who would dearly have loved to be Jill. She is doing it tough i...