Chapter 8: Witches Don't Always Float Arthur drove north on Highway 68 with both windows rolled down. The glue that he used on the ceiling panel came loose after only a week, so during the long drive home the tan fabric flapped vigorously against the top of his head. He smelled like Deep-Woods Off and sweat so even the hot humid fresh air was welcome. When...
Ethan picked up his trilling phone. "Levy," he said. "Levy," she mocked. "Kylie!" he said warmly, leaning back. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" "Well, Mr. I'm-so-important-that-I-work-late-every-night, your wife is calling to humbly request your presence at Chez Levy on this night, at something approaching a reasonable hour," she said cheekily. "We here...
**Authors note: this is the first time I've written a story that wasn't JUST sex scenes or a comic, and I am definitely open to constructive criticism, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!** The twin worlds of Attis and Reverie have long been connected by magical gates, archways that allow one to move from either world to the other instantly. In ancie...
Choose any anime protagonist that you want to have a harem and start having fun. Anime protagonist the main character of the anime the one who fights the antagonist and save the world multiple times and, now after everything they done risking their lives for the ones they love it’s time that they deserve a lot of love from a bunch of ladies that fell in love...
It was loud. Ambulances, police cars, people shouting orders, all of these sounds flooded all around me. I heard none of it. I couldn't help but pay attention to the blood. So much blood. My hands and clothes were covered in it. I had never seen a dead body before, let alone seen someone die right in front of me. "Duncan!" Someone said as they shook me. "D...
"I see that you are about to engage in sexual intercourse." It had been a wonderful evening up to that moment. Liz and I had gone to the same dimly lit restaurant in which I'd proposed to her fifteen years earlier. Over appetizers she stroked my hand and gave me dewy, come-hither looks. During the main course and two bottles of wine, she rubbed her leg agai...
This is essentially a true story, recollected to the best of my ability. It doesn't happen often, but once in a blue moon, your fantasies become reality. The Introductions All my life I wanted to own a beach house. Not just a house near the beach, but on the beach, overlooking the ocean. When I sold my software company for almost 12 million dollars, I had...
This story is based on a SuperBowl commercial I saw where Mrs. Borwn the M&M spokes-candy is having lunch with William Levy. It's called "One-track Mind" This is the night that followed, enjoy. Wrote for fun. Leaning back on my bed, burying my head in the soft pillows, I moaned as my young lover licked between my thighs. His skilled tongue going so very dee...
It was warm on the day I received my gift, and the long, unending miles of interstate between Los Angeles and Albuquerque had long since taken their toll on my precocious, prepubescent patience. As so, as we settled ourselves before burgers and fries beneath the golden arches, I was more than willing to exorcise my irritability by imposing it on others. “...
A lot of people get excited when the snow starts to fall fueling their hearts with Christmas cheer. I get a little bit excited my self in the festive season but for a completely different reason. Although Canadian I have always been excited by the American Thanksgiving. As far back as I can remember it was always a day that I would suddenly be overcome with...