Lucas Whitney opened the front door to his small one-bedroom apartment after returning from work. He turned on the light and took off his jacket, shaking a few stray snowflakes from its creases before hanging it on the closet door to dry. He saw the woman sitting in his favorite chair when he turned around. She had black hair, big red lips and a petite littl...
A bit about the house I grew up in. It was one among many rows of identical boxes built after the war; an anonymous place with no obvious character, in an estate on the outskirts of a town in sharp industrial decline. My favourite room was the attic! I'd climb up there and pull the ladder up behind me, guaranteeing I wouldn't be disturbed. Mother liked to...
After over an hour of soaking in the tub and freshening up, I emerge from Alex's bedroom, rejuvenated and refreshed in a pair of white cotton leggings and a large, plush white heavy-knit sweater. The light wood floor is warm under my bare feet. The sun has surrendered itself to a sudden thunderstorm. I love this weather. I make my way downstairs, unable to...
Author's Note: I wish to extend a huge thank-you to voluptuary_manque for his help in constructing this chapter. He allowed me to include some of his work in my story so I could tie up some political strings. Thank-you VM! Also thank you to estragon, copy editor. Enjoy! ~ Red * Excitement rolled through the women of the harem as word spread that several of...
This is the 2nd Chapter of Liz and Sam's story. Please feel free to comment if you like it or even if you hate it. Constructive criticism is most welcome as this is first story I've ever actually committed to writing all the way through. *** Sam woke up disoriented and confused. He tried to stand up but, with his feet and hands being tied up, he didn't ha...
Rohini and Vanessa were the closest friends! From an idea by Dalhia57 Dalhia is a mine of story plots. Some may be quite at odds with my own feelings but others are completely in tune. I just hope that the first ones don't give too bad stories while the second will really be enjoyed by the readers. At least, they are a real pleasure to write when I feel re...
Warning: This story tries to push the limits of submission. If you are not interested in humiliation and degradation you should not read this story. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblanc...
Several years ago before they married Sameera and Samar went on a double date that changed them forever. They were in the university and dating. It was a bright and sunny Sunday morning when he went to see Sameera. Sameera had been living with her friend Anuradha. However Anuradha had gone to her native town for a couple of days and Sameera was alone. The in...
Author's Note: This chapter isn't very plot-heavy at all. *** The troop rode through a farming village, then a slightly less agricultural village, and finally a city. It was dark when they were in that city. Finding enough rooms in enough inns and taverns was a rushed and difficult experience. Some groups of soldiers had to make do in the village just ou...
DISCLAIMER: this story is a work of fiction and does not in any way reflect the actions or thoughts of Jessica Alba. It is written for the enjoyment of those who read erotic material and I do not make any money from writing it. This story is inspired by Sean Renauld's series 'Starlets to Sluts', which in turn was inspired by shadowblaze18's 'Red Carpet Faci...