Author's Note: Big thank you to Secretsxywriter for editing and helping me to make this story better. *** Hellhound, hellhound, hellhound. I kept repeating the safe word in my mind. Not because I feared I'd forget it, but because I needed something to concentrate on. Just stay focused, Tom. You can do this. It was Saturday. I had woken to a message from...
Time had been going by since Liz and I had booked or holiday to The Erotic Resort in the Maldives. Liz had finished work a couple of days ago while today was my last day as it was a Friday as we were leaving to go tomorrow. I was tying up so lose ends in the morning when Ben came into my office and suggested we go out for lunch and have some beers down at th...
I hate my hometown. Some people say they are from a one horse town? Mine is a half ass village. I mean, technically it's a city, with a population of over 13 thousand. However, it's one of those cities where everyone knows everyone, is possibly related, and once a rumour starts you will never live it down. And here I am, back after 10 years away. Kids tod...
Everyone was dead. Mike didn't have to ride down there to see that. He yanked on his collar, already up as far as it would go, and glared across a mile of drifts to the tiny cabin. Clucking his tongue, he nudged Cookie forward, dropping his eyes to the hillside falling away before them. The last time Mike was here, Cookie was a rangy, raw two-year-old, dan...
'I'd really love some feedback on both new and old stories. Please leave comments to help guide my future writing. I know some of them are long but I'm really proud of them.' ***** Luke walked casually around to his neighbours house like he'd done a dozen time before, either to borrow something or to collect something that his mother had borrowed. This tim...
Sex has never this big, life-changing thing for me. I've had a couple long-ish relationship, drunken one night stands I don't care to remember, and the occasional hook up that should've never happened in the first place. With the exception of a few close relationships, sex has always been a means to an end. Whether I was horny or in need of some companionshi...
The following is a work of fiction. All depicted characters are 18 or older. SYNOPSIS: After finding herself in the thick of a shoplifting stunt by her stealthy best friend, Stacy is brought to the police station for questioning. Originally posted November 2008 -------------------- Stacy held the phone receiver in her hand, having finished entering the n...
After I came down from my orgasmic haze, I was consumed with remorse. Shame filled me. Mrs. Reynolds hung around and held me and praised my slutty nature. She told me how proud of me she was. I had to admit, it helped. It didn't take it away, but it helped me continue. Mrs. Reynolds told me I needed to rest. I needed to clean myself up. She gave me specifi...
Chapter 8 Beating Yourself Up Jenny was nestled snug and warm in Carmen's arms on Monday morning. Her bare butt was tucked into Carmen's lap and Carmen's breasts pushed gently into her shoulder blades. The backs of her thighs were nestled against the fronts of Carmen's. The soft, quiet, whisper-snores of Carmen's breathing lightly brushed the back of her ne...
She sighed, running her fingers through her hair, messy from having been run through by fingers so frequently in the past couple of hours in the last two weeks. She had bags under her eyes, her body sagged a little from exhaustion, reasonable considering she hadn't gotten more than an hour sleep at the most when she braked during the two weeks. In the last...