Tim stepped into his new college dorm room and breathed in the possibilities. The sun illuminated the simple tile floor and the simple room furnishings. Freshly cleaned desks and wardrobes neatly lined the walls. The beds had thin blue mats and pencil graffiti etched into the legs. He noticed that the windows were open and the scent of the grill from the din...
My name? I cannot really remember, it's like a dark cloud shields it from my mind's eye. If anyone must call me anything then call me Bael. What am I? I cannot answer that either, my mind is unclear and everything related to my personal past seems lost to me, almost as though it were sealed away. What is my gender? This I can answer; I am both, male and fema...
Serafina forced down a whine as the plant vine, now three of them, rubbed suggestively up her torn skirt. Her mind ran in circles, repeating and screeching she was late for class and that yes, she'd left her suppression aids at the boarding house. She lifted up her head, wincing at the sight. Miles and miles of coarse vine-infested roadside were between her...
This is for my boyfriend, who asked me to write it after reading my previous stories... ---- 'Can I cum on your face?' That was where it all started I think, I was 18 and Greg was my first boyfriend. We had been sleeping together for a few months and it was all 'quite nice', all very so-so. Probably it was a bit like most first relationships between two v...
I am a martial artist, adept in the ancient and world-renowned form 'gung fu'. I had been attracted to the art when I came upon the fact that Bruce lee claimed it as his own. Though he later discredited in favour of his own created styles, by this time I had discovered that there were stronger and more skilled proprietors of the style in china. Therefore spu...
Mary Lou worshiped cocks: long, short, fat, skinny, or any combination thereof. Tony's dick was being adulated tonight. He sat on a stool with his rod standing at a forty-five degree angle. It was about six and a half inches long of average thickness. "It's beautiful," she said wrapping her hand around it while smiling up at him. "I like a hard shaft." She...
Author's note: I wanted to include an illustration of what the plane interior was like, but the site admin was apparently concerned there could be some copyright issues with it. Anyways, if you'd want to see what the setting actually looks like, just do Google image search for 'Embraer Legacy 500' ;) Chapter 3Inflight Entertainment Even without opening his...
One year. Twelve months. 365 days. No matter how you break it down, it had been a long time for Dan. He wondered if it had been a long time for Cindy. He wondered what time she would be in tomorrow. Would she be in tomorrow? She said it was her "goal" to be back in 365 days. What does goal mean? Is that a hard number? Dan knew he didn't have the answers and...
(Auther Note: This is the last part of the story of the bastard prince. Please read the previous two parts to understand the story. Enjoy) Chapter Seven: In the Temple of the Ten Gods Prince Edward walked through the dark passages of his father’s magnificent city. The terrible images of the deeds he did in the last two days kept haunting him; the moaning f...
Lim tapped her foot, looking around irritably. Where was that girl? The catgirl twirled idly in her pretty pink skirt, padding through the little clearing. She didn't spare a glance at the mirror pool, of course—she knew she looked gorgeous. The tailor had kept her a while, so adorably easy to fluster, and Lim had worked up quite an appetite for seeing Lary...