Marsha was bone weary after coming home from Dr. Lerner's office. Her masturbation had been extremely intense, just like the Dr. expected. So after dinner with Beth and Kay, and an hour of television, she felt ready for bed. But Marsha had one thing on her mind that she needed to tell Beth and Kay. "I wanted to tell you both that I appreciate very much your...
Days went by and Ben stayed in his apartment while Emily took care of him. She did her best to try and cover up all the windows as he wasn't ready to deal with sunlight yet. She was also trying to figure out how he was going to feed when the time came because he would need to drink from a human his first time to complete his transformation. He had drank her...
All persons in this story are of legal age. I'm Monica. I'm stronger than you. I don't care if you're a man or a woman, I'm stronger than you. I have hard, tough abs, strong veiny arms and my legs? They're enormous. I can run, swim and bike all day long with very little effort and my calves are so big that I can't wear boots. Unlike most of the wome...
It was September 5th, the first day of her senior year, 5 am. Morgana Felicity Avingone, or Morgan for short, had turned 18 just a week earlier and awoke in a drowsy state that normally accompanies 5am. It was still warm out and as she stretched attempting to open her eyes to greet the morning sun, her pajamas pulled against her supple young body. She smiled...
[Please keep in mind that this story is totally made up, though it might have some elements that are true. If you want to read 'pure sex', you better not read this story, because it actually has some kind of story as well.] * Yulia Volkova moaned and clung tighter to the satin sheets of the hotel room bed. Her body felt as it was on fire – a hot, passionat...
Michelle lived The Bible. Its words governed her life. She memorized favorite psalms and hymns at her longtime Presbyterian church. The phrase "What would Jesus do" was not a catchphrase. It was a Christian mandate. She never encountered a situation in which the question did not apply, or so it seemed. She was attending a university but unsure of her callin...
This is a side story inspired by amb anonymous' Black Power Virus, mixed with my own style. I asked and got the original authors input before uploading. ***** It started before the civil war and a slave name Daryl. He was the biggest black man any one had ever seen! At 8 feet tall he towered above his white slave masters, but a strange twist of fate made h...
“Candice!” I heard my name being called from across the quad. I was sitting on a bench trying to absorb this last bit of philosophy knowledge before my final, but it was far too hard to concentrate on books when the day was another perfect Denver afternoon. Jesse, my best friend, was hurrying toward me with the biggest smile on his face. “Candice! You are ne...
This one started out with Michele and I getting ready to go out dancing. We were going to a bar called the Midnight Rodeo. She wanted to go out that night and told me that she was going to get drunk, and if I wanted to also, we would have to get a cab home. I agreed. I got dressed in jeans and a shirt. Michele picked out a black skirt that was loose, and the...
You felt his breath, heavy with passion upon your neck. Everything about you that was feminine yearned to be closer to him, to be somehow more intimate than even the brush of your nipples upon his chest, or his arms wrapped behind you in a strong embrace. Straddled atop his sitting body, you let your head fall back and stretch your throat out while he plante...