A remote village seething with sexual goings on Saturday Not another misty grey spring morning Kelly Brook thought, throwing back the bedroom curtains of her parents pretty, rented cottage in the New Forest. On the edge of a highly sought after, by townies, village with good commuting by road or rail, a manor, one convenience store, a post office owned by...
My story begins where Chapter 8 ended, so if you haven't read the previous chapters, you might want to. Or not. Your call. Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out, life is busy and this one wasn't easy to write. * Thanks for all the comments and emails, they are greatly appreciated. Things have been busy around here, but as one letter writer put i...
here's the sixth installment....feel free to vote, rate and comment!!! i've seen there have been les comments on my past submissions...i wonder if that is because you dont like them..please let me know XXX * "Shit... oh Shit!!" Angus groaned running his hands through his hair. The exact thing he feared had happened. She passed out, meaning she was scared...
Disclaimer: This Story is fiction, none of it really happened. I love, adore, and respect Emma Watson, this is merely a fantasy featuring her. I am not trying to imply that anything like this has ever happened involving her. * Emma Watson in The Perks of Being a Nymphomaniac: White Christmas Hello, my lovely fans. I do adore all of you, especially thos...
Game day was here, and given that it was a playoff game, it was packed. The bleachers were full with screaming fans of both football teams. People everywhere. Which is why I escaped under to the no less loud but far less crowded location of under the bleachers. Oh I'm Anna by the way, and I'm no football fan by any means. Wasn't in high school, and I'm not n...
The beach was Sarah's most favorite place in the world. It was her home-away-from-home, it was her sanctuary; the place where she could lose her troubles as well as her cares. The beach was a place where the world did not exist and Sarah was the queen of her domain. No pesky boyfriend to interfere in her happiness; in fact, it was her meddling man that cause...
Beneath the purple and black sky of her home dimension a beautiful white haired maiden stared miserably at an iron face mask. She considered destroying it but she knew that wasn't really what she wanted to do and it wouldn't make her feel any better. The idea of destroying the man it belonged to had a certain thrill to it but that idea fled her mind as quick...
Note: This series takes a lot of turns, and any given chapter might include female/female play, male/male play, BDSM, group stuff, and who knows what. It's all just meant to be fun, and I'll try to pick a good category for each, but be forewarned. And have fun. Life is play. * "This," said Dee, "is crazy." We were out on her front porch smoking a joint. R...
An Exaltation of Muse Ch. 02 N.B. This may not make much sense to you, but if you haven't read Ch. 01 it will make no sense whatsoever. Thalia is mentor to the frustrated muses assigned to writers who don't publish stories but comment freely—and frequently harshly—on other writers' stories. She has dubbed this unlucky lot Muses to the Overt Commentariat (M...
The Senate Apartment Complex. Home to dignitaries from all over the Republic, the proud residence of thousands of the galaxy's finest lawmakers. Luxurious, highly secure, it was a monument to the Republic's prestige and the respect accorded its highest functionaries. If only the holographers could have gotten inside, they would have been astounded by what...