[Author's note: This is the first story I have written, so it's by no means 100% great. However I'm hoping it acts as good practice for me to start writing better, and to get some feedback.] *** We had only met last week, although it seemed like a lifetime ago. That first image of you walking into the bar, long sleek brown hair, tight fitting dress showing...
You stagger inside after a long night of partying with your girlfriends. The bar great and the group of you drank so much that you had to catch a ride from someone else. The house is dark except for the single small light in the living room. You think about all the guys you teased and you start to drip with desire. You walk carefully into the living room, tr...
Lord Elrik ushered her off His lap with those words and zara quickly undressed and crawled back up into His lap. He smiled at her as she did because there was no fear now of being interrupted because Sir Kern posted a guard. zara wiggled upon His lap and grinned as she kissed Him over and over again. she was a very happy Cat Person because she was with the m...
Slowly I open my heavy lids. The world is a swirling blur and my stomach lurches sickeningly with the motion. Then reality begins to penetrate the fog in my mind; I sense an unpleasant chill on my skin and at precisely the same instant I realise that my legs are cramping. I try to shift them into a more comfortable position but they won't move. Panic sets...
"Ma'am? Ma'am?" Lauren opened her eyes, rubbing them with the back of her hand, woken up by someone shaking her. She yawned and blinked a few times, looking towards a stewardess standing next to her in the aisle. Lauren readjusted herself in her seat, "Yes? Is something wrong?" The stewardess shook her head, "No, nothing's wrong. We'll be landing soon thou...
Vampires and Republic of Ireland just don't go together. With the laid back and friendly manner, not to say the lilting accent that has the sound of honey, of the Southern Irish how can anyone imagine them as callous vampires? Which is why, when my train was delayed, I decided to write a short story about an Irish vampire who is quite a nice guy really but d...
I know what you're thinking - corny title, predictable plot. Older man lets room to younger girl; she can't pay the rent, submits to spanking rather than be evicted. Saw the musical, bought the T-shirt, same old, same old... But you'd be wrong. There is indeed a lodger, and of course spanking (why else are we here?), but in reality events turn out very diff...
The truth comes out. *** I have tried several editors all of which do not get back to me. If you would like to do it email me through the website. As with all my stories this is a pure fantasy. It would never happen. ***** As the year progressed I started to feel more relaxed although seeing Angela sat at her desk with her tits on the desk kept me in a...
As Emily Garrison made her way to 412 Old Homestead Place, she couldn't help but feel how wet between her legs she had become. This was nothing new, though, as she always gotten wet when she made her way there. Today was a bit different, though. Today, it was like someone had poured melted chocolate between her legs; that's how thick her issuance had become....
My wife is hot. She's not the sexy waitress, supermodel, stripper kind of hot. That's what my friends consider hot. She's slow-walking, hip-swaying, confident beyond approach kind of hot. And she knows it. So when my job has me out until 3AM herding a band of 23 year olds with too much money around the city I know I'm going to pay for it the next day....