Alisa's Point of View- "I like your dreads." I heard my professor say as I walked pass heading towards my seat. "Oh, Thanks." It caught me by surprise, half the time he only spoke was to remind us to turn in our late assignments. And I loved looking into those icy blue eyes, just kidding they made my stomach curl with shyness. Secretly I wanted him to n...
This is the continuation of Ch.1 of my partly fictional story about a group of survivors in a zombie apocalypse. If you have not read the first part, I suggest you do before reading this one, enjoy! I remember being wet and naked and a loud alarm that made everybody panic. When we ran outside the showers, zombies had taken one door down. Everybody was defen...
After our wild weekend with Junot and Carlos, the four of us spent many more weekends together. At least once a month, we would have some variation of our first encounter - beach, pot, food, music - and of course sex. And the sex always follows a similar pattern. Junot and Sara pair off and Carlos and I play - a sexy same room swap in our studio condo by th...
Her instructions were detailed to say the least. Right down to the exact time and my attire. As I finished my knotting my tie I slipped on my jacket and headed off. A few passing glances from some women assured me I was smart enough. A sharp navy suit, blue shirt, highly polished shoes, a club tie and just a hint of after shave I made my way into the hotel,...
I am not tethered -at least not yet(?)- but I kneel in submission nevertheless. The room resembles a dungeon: Decadent drapes and elegant voiles hang from hooks in the stone walls, no doubt those fixtures may have other purposes, too. Somewhere unseen, a liquid drips and splashes onto a hard surface (or perhaps a soft one which has taken up too much and n...
Prologue Serena sat quietly, her hand on the book she had just finished. "He doesn't love me anymore, I guess. He wants to be with A-ko, his goddess. Not me." She starts to cry in silence, her tears soaking the pages of his journal, the last one he'd left her before he'd flown off to be with A-ko, his ex- and future wife. She laughed at herself softly thr...
When the green man comes I leave my window open just a crack. It's Halloween. I know he'll come tonight. This is his favorite holiday of the year. I go to bed early as it is dark and dreary. I'm sleeping sweetly, when the green man slips in through my window and nestles next to me in my bed. I feel his bark, and it's strong and hard and cold, but his insides...
"Ieajateo." Kieran O'Conner laughed as the woman swooped in through the open window, her small black feathered wings swiftly closing in behind her. He didn't even bother bowing or scraping. "Here to exchange pleasantries?" She said nothing. She didn't even shake, didn't even bother unclothing herself. "Strip." She gripped the pommel of her sword and stared...
"Cley, what's wrong, please tell me." Jareth pleaded while holding her. She sobbed harder and his shirt was starting to stick to his shoulder, but right now he didn't care. "Cley, you have to stop crying now and talk to me." "I don't want to talk, I just want to be held right now." She chocked out between sobs. She wrapped her arms around him tighter and ju...
It was late. K and Stephen lay in front of American Pie. The movie was 2/3rds over. The incense was lit; the wine was open and half gone. The lighthearted sexuality of the movie was inspiring lighthearted play which would lead to hard hilarious sex on the pile of couch cushions before the end. “Hello! You guys home?” The door slammed open. Quick scramblin...