A note from the author: I have been extremely lax in my own self-imposed deadlines for turning out stories. This one, somewhat outside of my usual high fantasy settings, helped me overcome a spell of writer's block. A certain video by Little_sun_boy happened to catch my eye (I owe them my thanks) and everything fell into place from there. I hope you enjoy th...
Chapter 01 – The Wedding (2004) Ashly was just the kind of girl every man dreamt of, except for one thing: she loved sex. She drank it in like a fish in the ocean. She has more curves than the autobahn and makes supermodels look sickly. Her breast stick out too far, and her ass was made for power-fucking while on her back or on her hands and knees, somethin...
I appreciated the comments and feedback on the first chapter more than you all could possibly imagine! I ask for the same responsive nature in my readers with this chapter as well. * * * I woke to the feeling of something nuzzling my neck and licking at the skin. I giggled and tried to ignore the way my body responded to the touch. My neck had always bee...
It has been a very, very long while since I had been back home. Although the city was only a couple hours away, I had no desire to visit the small town I had grown up in. However, this year is my five year high school reunion. Since I was somewhat proud of what I had accomplished, I decided to attend the party. Since the event was scheduled for the morrow...
Tazai was awoken by the sound of footsteps against a hard stone floor. As his eyes eased open, he found himself laying within a metal cage in the middle of a windowless dungeon. The only source of light was a large candle resting atop a table on the other side of the room. Fighting against his drowsiness, he stood up, trying to make sense of his predicament...
Nathan chuckled as he nudged his sleeping Kira who was snoring softly. "Wake up, sleepyhead. We don't have much time left before we have to leave." She wriggled beside him and slowly opened her eyes, "Just another half hour, please?" Nathan shook his head and pulled her from the bed, "No, my dear. Go and prepare our shower while I chose something for you...
"What do you need?" His text demanded. He was always clear and concise. He didn't mince words. She liked that about Him. Biting her bottom lip, she typed out her response. Then erased it, fearing her answer would be too straightforward or bold. It was a silly fear. Of course he wanted a straightforward answer to his question. Perhaps she was afraid of her n...
I guess it could be the fact that it's Valentines Day. I suppose it could be that he is a little drunk and feeling frisky. It could also be neither. I had just never thought of him in that way. Okay, that's not true. I have fantasized about him a lot. I guess I always thought he was just way out of my league. I mean I have seen the caliber of women he goes f...
She was dreaming of the Man of her Dreams. Someone that would be debonair, sophisticated, interested in the Arts. One that was confident in who he was, what he wanted, and how to go about getting it. She saw his build, heard the sound of his voice echoing in her mind, making her insides quiver with a delicious excitement. The dream was so strong that she cou...
It was eight thirty and Dean was sitting in his cell after his shower and his morning meal, fearful of the indignities that lay ahead. He knew now, after his first visit to the Treatment Room, that he would be enduring a painful and degrading sexual experience at the hands of these brutal women. Walton told him that the inmates had been allowed to 'discover'...