Friends, or lovers? Lovers... or friends? The sweat made her clothes clung to her body, her hair was hanging in messy stripes of wet and... the sweet smell of blood hanging in the air. Walls that closed around her, leaving nothing behind, only crushing, pressing hard against her, bones cracking, moans of pure pain... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Am...
I don't know how this all happened. Well, that's not really true. I know how it happened I just find it hard to believe. My name is Steve and I'm twenty-six. My wife, Patricia or Pat is twenty-four. We met in college and married when she graduated two years ago. I'm pretty average, about five eleven with brown hair and blue eyes and around one hundred nine...
I'm pretty sure my wife saw her first even though she immediately spun it around on me. It was nothing new, she would do things like that on occasion, tell me the sky was green and one plus one equals three, and I would believe it. I would merely pretend to agree at first of course, but before long whatever she said actually became true. My wife had this pow...
Jerry Martin worked at the Foster Freeze ice cream store. He had worked at the shop for a year. The ice cream shop was popular with local teenagers. His boss had put in a few video games that the kids liked to play. Jerry was a bit awkward and a little nerdy around girls. He enjoyed them, but more from a distance. Sometimes, his friends would hang out in th...
Steffi had just recently graduated from grad school and moved from her parents' home in the city to a home that she purchased and renovated herself. She put a lot of hard work into making this home her own little oasis. She wanted to transform the run-down country home into a quaint little retreat where she could focus on her writing and find tranquility and...
Suriah walked into the restaurant, feeling out of place even though she looked as nicely dressed as anyone else. Head held high, she tried to hide her discomfort, looking for him. Scanning the rooms, she did not spot him and was wondering what to do about it when a hand lightly touched her elbow. "Miss, this way please," the host said softly to her, "He is...
Chapter 03: The Discovery For those of you who have read the first two chapters of this ever-growing series about an oversexed Indian girl you will have no difficulty in understanding the concepts provided here. For those who haven't, I suggest you go back and read them. They are in the first time section. Bhavita always found dark skinned men very erotic...
**I know it took long enough, but I had a few corrections to make. Well I know your probably wonder why this story is taking so long, but I wanted to have some type of character development. But rest assured its about to get heavy.** "Okay", Analia thought, "this isn't so bad. I made it to the mall without any mishaps al I need to do is get out of the car."...
Melinda slipped her fingers under Tanya's collar, holding the leash gently in her hand, guiding her over to her favorite chair, sitting down there and pulling her up into her lap, stroking her neck softly as she settled the girl there, whispering against her ear, "It was fun to torment you at work today, pet." Tanya looked around the room as she was guided...
One summer night some years ago in northern Georgia, I was dropping a girl off at her place after a few drinks. She lived with her grandparents, a well-to-do couple that owned a few acres out in Woodstock. They never were too fond of me; they were polite enough, but always gave their niceties from wrinkled scowls. This might have had something to do with my...