"You're seriously that scared?" he inquired, but with a hint of amusement in his voice. Curled up in a tiny ball beneath our mountains of blankets, I was petrified. Truly petrified that our electric had gone out. Jay stared at me in disbelief, shaking his head and holding up our oversized top comforter to stare down at me. "I can't see you, but I know you...
What made Belladonna so attractive was her sweetness. She was so incredibly shy and self-effacing, but always with a smile on her face. Her blue eyes twinkled appreciatively when you told a good joke, and her grin lit up her round face. She was not a terrific beauty by any standard. She was rather short, perhaps an inch over five feet. Her face was cute, but...
My thoughts on sexuality, porn, and what makes a man **************************************** Some people subscribe to the belief that women are degraded in porn; these people think porn is sexist. In my opinion this is bullshit.* Some people enjoy being used when it comes to sex; I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Being submissive sexually, b...
After the morning that my fiancee, Tracy, caught me masturbating — and not just jacking off but down on my stomach, humped across a pillow, and fucking a rubber toy (see my story "Caught!") — I spent the rest of the day careening between arousal and humiliation as I waited for her to come home. She'd promised me that we'd "talk about it later," but I had no...
"How do you explain this Mark?" Mrs. Stern asked, knowing quite well the question was rhetorical. The young man sitting in front of her wiped the sweat from his brow with a trembling hand. He was handsome. But there was more to it than that. Much more. There was history...even though the young main remained ignorant of all of it. Mark couldn't think of a go...
I am bored at home; My fiancee is frequently flying because of work and I, though I had a very good job and we lived in a swanky apartment in downtown New York, it wasn't enough to keep the itch in. I decided to hit the clubs tonight after calling some of my good girlfriends. Being mixed asian and british has it's positive points. I am blessed with good feat...
Authors note: This little story is based on a series of true events. Of course I might have embellished things a tiny bit for artistic license. Names have been changed to protect the guilty parties, no one under eighteen, et cetera, et cetera. This is a follow up to I'M GETTING MARRIED IN THE MORNING. So you might wanna read that first, or not. Be gentle in...
Note: Forgive the shitty poem crap I did for the spells in the prologue and this chapter and any future chapters. I'm bad with poems but I didn't want to be all ICE BLAST!!! FIREBALL! HEAL SPELL! Ah well. . * Rainer drove himself and Asmodea home that day. He wasn't sure how Nerissa would react towards Asmodea... Or Lauren for that matter. Rainer's mind w...
With his hands on his hips and his shoulders back, Brad looked around the basement to see where he should start first. It was a mess down there. Lots of stuff could probably just be thrown out, but for a moment he thought the best thing to do would be to hold a garage sale. Brad imagined a "Garage Sale" sign stapled to a pole, then mentally inserted a 'b' af...
I was driving along the road, when I saw a guy hitch-hiking. I figured why not pull over, he doesn’t look dangerous, and I had my cell phone in case he tried anything. When my car stopped, he opened my door. “Where you headed?” he asked. He had long golden brown hair, bright emerald eyes, and not overly sharp facial features. He had his lip pierced, wearin...