This is my first Contest Submission: SUMMER LOVIN'. The title of the contest sparked the idea for it. My muse and memories of summers-gone-by inspired it. One lonely spirit came to me and asked me to help set them free. I hope I succeeded. Please Read, Vote, and/or Comment. I love getting feedback and do take criticism into consideration. Enjoy and Thank You...
Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it...you know the rest. This story may NOT be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use. This work is complete fiction; celebs don't act like this in real life...probably. Any copyrighted names, works, or...
By the time I returned home, I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I mean... I have plenty of experience when it comes to receiving harsh, soul-scorching spankings, but involving people from my childhood in those humiliating spanking games is something I'm not used to. Bringing my mother and a girl from my childhood into my most recent spanking had le...
(My thanks go to Linda62953. She did a great job of finding my mistakes and pointed out the errors in the story line that I missed.) The sun had just started to peak over the top of the mountains, the weight or rather the warmth on my lap a telling sign. Victoria was curled into my lap with a blanket covering both of us. She moved to get a little closer;...
I always play it to him as though I don't really like anal sex... that it's only something I do for him. It couldn't be further from the truth, even though I'm still a nice girl. We were going away for the weekend. Peter needed to represent a client at a conference in Chicago, and though he only had to attend daytime meetings on Saturday, we booked the over...
The 747 came to cruising altitude at 28,000 feet after taking off from Kennedy. The plane banked and headed out over the Atlantic Ocean. Behind, the sun was just starting to set in the west as I looked out my window. The first class cabin was full. The flight attendants were just starting to make their rounds. Of course, us passengers fortunate to sit in fi...
This is the second chapter of the story. Though you can read this as a standalone story, it is suggested that you read the first chapter before reading this, for the sake of continuity. Angels do not come down from heavens. If you love and appreciate them, you would find them in your own neighborhood. Just to refresh your memory, I am Sekhar (23), an engin...
First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I've said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if y...
Talia Stillwater's POV La Crosse Pack House I licked at the mating bite I'd left at the junction of Randall's left shoulder and neck. I'd gotten him good, my teeth shifting enough to leave a good scar. Mating bites were the wedding rings of the Werewolf world; they scarred heavily, the shiny marks proclaiming to all that he was MINE. My vampire nature lo...
Author's Note: Early on in this chapter is a brief description of a video depicting a terrorist attack. If this is bothersome to you, it would be easiest for you to skip it by jumping ahead to the third set of ###. Thanks again for reading, voting, and commenting. All your feedback is appreciated. ### August ### "Hey, you texted? What did you...oh."...