This is the last installment of the Dave and Jenny saga. There have been five previous chapters. The Anniversary Weekend, Jenny sleeps with a stranger. The Anniversary Continues, Jenny makes it up to Dave with her virgin butt. The Anniversary Ends, Jenny falls again. The Anniversary- Six Months On Pt 1, Jenny goes back for more. The Anniversary- Six...
The smell is intoxicating. My smell. I should be getting a boner but there's nothing there. I can't even say that I'm feeling a ghost of one because, I'm not. Instead, I feel this pressure building - this tiny ache below my belly button and my pulse speeds up. There's a ... shit, what do I call it? The inside of my - my pussy, it's... no... hmmm... I want to...
Just a quick note for the readers I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy. Estephan stretched. He wasn't sure what time it was but...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: EDITED BY TACO1085 THANKS FOR ANOTHER GREAT JOB LARRY! ***** It was nearly six in the morning before Bob finally satisfied the last of his ladies. Even though he felt that sleep was the best way to restore his mind and body; he said, 'fuck it for today.' He turned to Kadir and to her surprise said, "I want everyone, including me, to feel c...
Hi everyone! So a not-so-funny thing happened to me a couple weeks ago. My laptop, my faithful, ever patient companion, decided it was time to head to the hard drive in the sky. But before he went, he wanted to play a game with me, and decided to hide all of my files and documents. 5000 photos? Look under 'GAMES' or 'TRAVEL'. 6000 songs? Did you check under...
Inola Collins. I opened my eyes in the grey dawn light and looked across at the body of my brother, Waya, sprawled across three-quarters of the bed. I climbed out of our warm haven and stirred the ashes in the big fireplace of the main room of the cabin. I fed little pieces of wood to the glowing embers and soon had a small blaze going. I fed in larger log...
Author's Note: My humblest thanks to everyone who has been reading this story, and a warm welcome to new readers. This story spent a long time sitting in the hard drive of my old laptop. I want to thank my team for bringing it back to life: Melanie R. for her insurance advice, Dr. K. Wright for answering all of my medical questions, and my fantastic betas:...
I woke up, just like that, from crystal-clear dreams -- dreams of making love. I turned and looked at the clock. It was five forty five am. The sky outside the bay windows was still dark -- not even a hint of sunrise. My husband always arose promptly at six fifteen, with the blaring of the clock radio. My husband slept, as usual, on the right side of our...
There are many curses still lingering from the ancient world, in an era when mankind understood that the universe was meant to be understood not as a matter of reason, but through the articles of faith – which is to say, not understood very well at all. It was an era of gods and goddesses, inimitable blessings and unfathomable horrors, artifacts and monsters...
I'm 6 years old. A mop of honey coloured Irish blond hair with freckles where the fairies have kissed me. Whorish creatures they may be, given the unlikely spots I've found freckles; cheeky at the very least. I am hiding in a tree house, high up in what I call a lonely tree. It's a type of pine with needled leaves that whine and sigh with each lost breath of...