I couldn't ignore the sway of her heavy breasts and full round ass neatly packaged in the taut fabric of her clothing which clung to her without wrinkle, as if it were a second layer of skin. She was one of four women working in the darkness, carrying tree limbs and debris to the fire, as they were cleaning up a recently vacated rural property across the str...
My friend's sister, Ivy, had been trying to talk to me for months now, but would suddenly giggle and run away, leaving me feeling like I had my fly open or half a pie stuck to my face or something equally embarrassing. If she wasn't talking to me, she was staring at me, brown eyes boring into the back of my skull, only to look away when I turned around. If...
Author's note: Please start with part 1. This tale of Lovecraftian cosmic horror has been dancing in my mind for quite a while, and I hope you enjoy it. Note that some parts of the story will contain dark elements and non-consent. I'm eager for feedback, so please leave a comment. ***** Orne Library loomed over the intersection of College and Coolidge stre...
Authors note: I am a straight guy with a lifelong love of bondage. I have had a special love for edging ever since I saw my big sister's "Joy of Sex" with the picture the guy tied spread eagle while the girl sat on him and teased his cock. I have tied and been tied by women many times, and enjoyed it thoroughly. However, when they took the dom role, I never...
Thanks so much for the comments and votes! It makes me feel so so happy to find out people like my writing! I was going to make this chapter longer but I had a change in plot so I cut out the second half. But hopefully more will start flowing out of me so I can make the chapters longer. I hate when I read a chapter that is only like one page...so I'm sorry!...
As I sat on the cold marble steps of the mausoleum, leaning back against the frigid steel doors watching the sunrise through the mist that rose over the decrepit headstones, I began to question my sanity. If it weren't for my severely disheveled appearance and the dull ache throbbing from every muscle in my body, I could have written it off as just a dream.....
Chapter Six: Vitalia Princess Vitalia of House Greyleon seated herself of the stone lip of the fountain and the center of the Lilac Garden and breathed in the night air. The fountain was silent, filled with nothing but grey-green ice, and the trees and bushes that lined the gravel paths from the keep were bare. Even so, Vitalia thought the place retained a...
There are never any secrets. Not ever. Not in a large or small community. People are spies by nature. Sister Agnes had caught Father Pete having sex with Meggan. It was their sin and didn't Jesus die for all our sins? Weren't they all washed away by His blood? Sister Agnes younger sister had gotten married to a young strong bull of a Lithuanian, a police o...
I was in my early thirties when I had my first prostate exam. A visit to a new doctor and she (yes, she) told me that it was something men should do regularly once they reached my age. My friends and I had joked about prostate exams, as you do, and I was expecting the worst. But here's the thing. I didn't hate it. The doctor pulled on a rubber glove, cove...
(Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit.) In hindsight, like all stupid ideas it seemed like a good one at the time; but then, so did the Tuskegee experiments. "If you could do it to poor niggers, spics, and retards you can do it to anyone," so the head of the Project said. Of course he was the type of person to say those things. He came from a long line o...