I tried as hard as I could to control my primal urges. I tried to talk myself out of this situation. I hated Ronnie for using me and most of all for allowing myself to be used by him, I was losing. Knowing full well what was about to happen I couldn't control myself with the confidence and brashness that exuded from him. I thought I had beaten it this time...
A couple days have gone by since I witnessed Olivia utterly humiliate that guy. I tried to forget what I saw, but the whole scene kept replaying in my mind. I felt compelled to let Kirstin know, but how in the hell would I explain that? In an effort to save face, I kept it my secret. This was no easy feat, however. I especially remember one night Kirstin snu...
No surprise, Sherry awoke with a pretty big smile on her face. And after the insanely hot night she'd had enjoying things she'd only ever dreamed of with her new young stud, who could blame her. But when she looked across the bed at the other pillow and saw that he was gone, it felt like her the warm fuzzy little bubble she'd been wrapped in suddenly burst....
We staggered into Liv's bedroom, frantically kissing and touching. She stumbled backward and ended up leaning on the edge of her desk. I straddled her leg and pushed my thigh between hers. She moaned happily at the stimulation and returned the favor by rolling her hips against me, putting pressure on my cock. We moved together, grinding and gasping as we kis...
I paced back and forth in the bathroom at work. The room was just large enough for me to walk three paces before turning around. I was counting my steps to distract myself. One, two, three, turn. One, two, three, turn. It wasn't working. I sat on the toilet seat for a minute, but that only reminded me of the problem I was having, and I started pacing again....
Author's Note: This is not an erotic story, but there is some sex here. Again, this was built around the germ of an idea that took on a life of its own. In that regard, it's not a stroke story. It's an homage to music and the connection with the spirit world. Long before Robert Johnson, many artists were rumored to have sold their souls for the chance to per...
Come one, come all! Enter a world much like our own! Where the spotlight lands on one pretty, adorable, flustered girl. She's at college. Maybe she's at the cafeteria. Or maybe she's in class. Maybe she's off campus at home, or her boyfriend's house. OR with friends at the mall. She can be wherever you like. It should be noted that she's completely nude. Fro...
The wind-driven snow lashed against the roof and walls for the second straight night, and it didn't look like it would stop tomorrow, either. The electricity had been out since the first night-no big surprise, being this deep in the woods, and it didn't really matter at first, but by the time Kel woke and set his feet on the freezing floor boards, he knew th...
This story is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. I do not own any of the characters involved in the story and make no money for its writing. This story takes place in early 2019. Please enjoy! _________________________________ The audio blared out loudly as Alexa Bliss gawked earnestly at the backstage monitor, a sadistic smile sweeping across h...
Note to reader: This is an alternate ending to the story, where different decisions are made at critical points between various characters. There are many parallels in the text, but don't skip them even if you think you've already read them. There are subtle, and not-so-subtle, differences throughout. Some of the events described in this chapter aren't for...