"Breaking the Lock" EDITED BY: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANT: Simply_Cyn Author's Note: "Again, Mark Gordian is such a bastard..." *** No matter how many she called, it seemed every single daycare and babysitting service in the phone book just wasn't going to cut the mustard. Ellen had made thirty calls, methodically searching the yellow pages for...
CHAPTER 1 The slightly over-weight thirty-something (actually thirty) brunette with arresting near-luminous eyes was working hard in the office gym when Riley Lewis from her office entered as she lifted light weights, feet on the floor and stretched back on the padded bench. "Gosh Micki your crotch is almost dripping and look at the pool under your breasts...
"Take this big black dick, you filthy white whore." The guy screams out as his grip around my waist tightens and he pounds my pussy into submission. "I love your big black cock." I screamed out for what seemed like the millionth time in my life faking that his below average size dick was destroying my sweet white pussy. As he pounded away on my pussy, my mi...
**** Author's Note: This story is, obviously, fictional. Despite this, I've gone to great lengths to believably portray the subject matter and, in particular, Amy Lee. People who are as big a fan of Amy Lee as I am will no doubt recognize tons of inside jokes, quotes, and info from here. There are also some lyrics that, of course, I don't own. They are the p...
Oh my goodness... I've been a delinquent storyteller. For those of you who have been waiting for this forever (and for all the gentle nudges you've sent me), my apologies. I feel that at this point, I owe you an explanation beyond the standard "I got busy" reason. In all honesty, I did get busy. But... I'm always busy. Here's the thing: I love to write, but...
Morgan always dreamed of a big, strong, magnificently muscled stallion being her lover. Hard to the touch all over, brawny, able to protect her so she'd feel safe in his powerful arms. She longed to strum his cut abs like a banjo, abs that were armor-hard plates that could shrug off a sledgehammer to the gut without a wince. Her boyfriend, Roger, was nothi...
GOING HOME J. R. R. Tolkien said in the Fellowship of the Ring that any exile would have a deep desire to look on their ancient home again, even if it became the abode of dragons. As you can imagine, the Vicar has very mixed feelings about returning to his Great Plains home from England, mostly ambivalence, and getting him to make this journey was difficul...
My name is Alan. Characters and events of the following story are entirely fictional. Chapter One The city of Boston is an odd place for a Midwestern small-towner to transplant into. But I'd done it after achieving a Bachelor's in business Management. Being that one of my hobbies is reading, after eight years of mid-level white-collar job hopping, I'd move...
"David Funicelli! What did you just call me?" Miss Hatch stood, her small hands fisted at her sides, the color high on the otherwise light-olive complexion of her face as she stood at the front of the class trying to teach Literature to her seventh period full of teenagers that, for the most part, didn't want to be there, didn't give a shit about the materia...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual behavior are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Cyril Armstrong had wanted to get as far away from Oldenburg, Arkansas as he could. When he and the guidance counselor of his high school had sat down to go over where Cyril would like to go to college that was exactly what Cyril had told her. "Ju...