Sorry for the delay loves. Working and school kind of nipped me in the arse. Please take pity as you read through if you find any errors. It's a bit more difficult editing it yourself. This goes out to the anonymous commenter about the whole Dylan and Kayla situation. Nope I'm not going to do that again. But I felt it was needed. Its like reading the back of...
***Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age.*** ***** "Wake up!" yells Corina as she walks into her son's room. "I guess he's tired from going out with his friends last night. Well, I shouldn't be too hard on him, it is his 18th birthday after all." thinks Corina. She walks over to her son's bed and yanks the covers off of him....
Katrina opened the window to her bedroom and felt the gentle rush of chill air greet her. No matter how tired or weak she felt this sensation always quickened her. Her brittle body shivered under her thin white nightgown as she looked down to the still busy London street. Carriages made a racket on the cobbled stones, horse’s breath steaming in the autumn co...
Greta was not the domineering type she said she was. Infact quite the opposite. Harry thrusted into her with long gentle strokes. Greta felt every push deep into her, stimulating those vital parts that made her climax almost instantly. She was a noisy love maker and her moans and constant screams begging him not to stop just made Harry more excited. "Oh fuck...
The senator's silver Lincoln glided to a halt in a narrow side street between 5th and Broadway on Friday evening. To one side steam drifted from the open door to a hotel kitchen, on the other a tall brownstone cast its dark shadow onto the pavement. The senator's husband, Greg, gave her a wink and said "Thanks honey; the game's likely to be an all-nighter, I...
I drove James back to my dorm room, and we talked idly; I nearly wrecked more than once because I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. He was a dream incarnate, sitting next to me making funny, caustic remarks about this town I was only now beginning to think of as home. "This reminds me a lot of Germany." I glanced over at him, grateful for an excuse to do so...
Illustrations by LunA 2. LUST FOR A LADY Grace watched through the windshield of her gray Chrysler 200 at the armored transport pulling in front of the Havenswood Psychiatric Facility. She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel impatiently as she waited for the prisoner to disembark. Two uniformed officers opened the back doors, and brought out Catherin...
They both sat, unmoving, in their chairs. He, his chin held in one perfectly manicured hand, rested his elbow on the arm of the chair and stared at her. He was judging her, evaluating her. Looking for the weak chink in her armor. She sat still, staring at him as well. Stared because she didn't want him to know how scared she really was. And she did not move...
The man was a little buzzed, but not as much as the two women. They seemed fine in the club, dancing, laughing, talking loud to hear one another above the music. But when the three of them stepped out into the mild night on the way to the car, they were both a little loopier than he realized, one on either side of him, each clutching an arm and taking small,...
All of the characters in this work of fiction are above the age of 18. This chapter contains violence, including forced male-on-male sex. It also contains masturbation, lesbian sex, interracial sex, group sex and married couple sex; in no particular order. In the previous chapters, a young nurse named Marie Stevens Melar was gang raped on her wedding night...