Whatever desire that had overtaken me had completely faded now, leaving me to berate myself for my weakness and stupidity. Crossing my arms over my naked breasts, which still heaved slightly with the last remnants of our tender sex (which I refused to call lovemaking on principle's sake), I too tried to distance myself from you. As the answering machine bee...
It's often been said that you find out not who or what you think you want but that which you need when you least expect it. I find this to be true, mainly because it happened to me. The name is Khadra Al-Jubeir and I was born in the City of Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a Somali immigrant mother. As a Muslim immigrant woman living in th...
Elise ran her fingers through her hair. "Look, Mike," she said, skewering the unhappy young man sitting in front of her with her glare, "this is your screw-up, and now you have to fix it. I need to rely on you when you say you'll get something done, now more than ever. So find me sets to rent for Turandot or plan on making them yourself." "Yeah, yeah, I'm o...
Michael watched the room for signs of healthy prey. The dance floor was packed and all the couches in the lavish mansion were full of partygoers enjoying their drinks and exchanging small talk. The men of the room were either showing off the beauty of their wives and the jewelry they had bought them that cost six figures or more or trying to entice the hooke...
DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age and legally able to consent to any sexual activities in which they engage. For the purposes of this story children don't start school until after age 8 which is why they can be 18 and still in high school. None of the depictions of sexual activity in this story involve ANYONE under the age...
My wife and I have been married for ten years and for all that time, she's taken care of my every need. As a quadriplegic, I have a lot of needs, both medical and emotional. Worst of all, the accident left me with permanent limp-dick. I was injured before I met my wife, Lana, so she knew what she was getting into before we got married. For the most part, ou...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content. * This piece is a tribute to a long-time writing partner and friend. He's a never-ending source of inspiration and has yet to fail at the task of sending my inner muse and my arousal straight into orbit. Mac, this one is for you. --- Scarlett tore out of the Crone Home, panting...
August 2027 Forty-six-year-old Gordon likes to finish by fucking my tits. That was also true of forty-five-year-old Gordon. Twenty-nine-year-old Gordon only finishes that way once in a while. I think this means that in sixteen years either my tits will droop horrendously or they'll be gone because of breast cancer. If I'm even still in Gordon's life by then...
Chapter 6: Cat's Paw He watched the ancient goddess pace the room like an agitated house cat, but he didn't say a word. It was not such an odd comparison, given the lazy felines strewn across every inch of the Temple of Bast. He didn't bother with the Old Ones, generally. While there wasn't necessarily a war akin to the Old and New gods in the Gaiman-verse...
Part II: How Did We Get Here Anyway? ************* A short multi-part story of how a man meets a figure from his past and how it impacts every aspect of his life. Part II gets more adult. ********* Catching up and a Few Sparks I easily found the coffee shop Amber had texted me she would meet me at. It was a typical Starbucks, and Amber looked like...