If you would have asked me two days ago if I would be fucking a sex doll with another guy, I would have called you crazy or punched you in the face. Maybe both. But here we are, my buddy Mike and I railing this silicone sex doll and nearing the point of busting our nuts. So how did it come to this? I met Mike at one of those support groups for people deali...
A/N: Please read "A Twisted Web We Weave Ch. 1" to get back ground. This is my second submission. Constructive criticism is welcome. * I was away on a business trip which required me to stay in a hotel room for several nights. It was my last night to be away, with my flight leaving midmorning the following day. I was just getting ready for bed, wearing a...
It was after supper, but the evening sun still shone through the lofty windows of the gymnasium to catch dust particles floated weightlessly in its slanting streams of light. A naked young man who promoted the delicate aura of a fragile girl stood fumbling over his words before the seated figure of Miss Twist, groping helplessly for an excuse to explain the...
Hey everyone, long time no write. I know. This chapter isn't perfect, but I just want it off my computer before I go crazy editing and rewriting over and over. Well, enjoy. :) SSG -- The morning sun was just beginning to peak through the sheer white curtains, yet Annabeth was already awake. Lying on her side, she studied Collin's sleeping form with her h...
Halle Berry sighed as she got off the camera and sat down in her chair. Her assistant, Melinda ran up with a towel and a bottle of water. Halle took the towel mopping up the sweat, then giving it gently back to Melinda and grabbing the water to drink it down. As she did her phone vibrated, she lowered the bottle which gave the characteristic slurp of mouth d...
A/N: This was originally a chapter that was a part of a story, but I modified it a bit to make it a story by itself. ~ "Hi, Mr. Jones, I'm here to audition for your movie," Emma spoke in a voice that mimicked innocence when Killian answered the door of their bedroom. "Ah. You must be Emma." Killian grinned and stepped aside to let her in, with a pen and c...
Washing and replacing the bedspread is exactly the kind of mindless, monotonous chore you were designed for, and yet you feel a restlessness building inside you, a dissatisfaction with your encounter with Clarissa. You're unsure what she wanted, or what you wanted... what you may still want. You brought her to the edge of ecstasy and over it, relieving her w...
Note: All characters are above the age of 18. Second Note: This is legitimately one of my personal favorite chapters in the series. * Emma breathed in. One of the more important days of the semester had arrived. It was time for the Swim Meet against Michael Johnson High. Emma took stock of herself in the window. Even to her own eyes, she looked nervous....
NOTE: Each of the characters in this story is 18 or older. *** The party had arrived, Emma was pulling up to the dude's house alongside Gabriella, but she was still feeling the effects of the day's earlier kiss. What the hell was that? She could still vividly remember the feeling of soft, luscious lips pressed against hers. The dilated pupils staring ba...
After dinner, the kids say goodnight, retreat to their rooms to do finish their homework or get ready for bed if they happen to be done already. I'm amazed at how resilient these kids are; they almost acted as if nothing had happened, which makes me wonder if something like this has happened before with their father. "They seem to be alright," I say as we...