She held my hand as we walked up the stairs together towards her dorm room. My heart was beating fast and I was understandably nervous, a part of my brain registering that I should be more worried that my hands might be sweaty or I should have worn more cologne, but I was so lost in the moment I was mainly just excited and happy. My knees even felt a little...
All mistakes and errors are mine and mine alone, sorry you will have to deal with that. It is what it is amateur writing for my enjoyment and maybe yours. Hope you enjoy. ***** I have been crying and devastated for days now. I need to pull myself together, the children sense some thing is wrong. I have tried to hide it from them, only showing my emotions...
"Hey mate. Can I come aboard?" I was a sweet female voice with an Australian accent. Amy and I looked over onto the stern swim platform to see a young woman, dripping wet in a heavily cut away and nearly transparent yellow one piece, emerging from the water. Given my compulsion to sarcasm, I tried to make sure my voice was as friendly as possible. "I thin...
Tom woke after the strangest dream to find that he was still chained to the stool, with his head still inside Jessica's dress and with his lips still in contact with her vagina. Despite the position, or maybe because of it, it had been the most restful sleep he'd had all week. He'd only slept for an hour, but as far as Tom knew he had been there all night....
This is the preface to Succubus Rising. I would greatly appreciate any and all feedback on this bit of writing. It is not meant as a part of the story, but to answer some questions that came up with the original posting of the story. Therefore, it is a gratuitous info-dump or the part of the story at the beginning that people flip through to get to the good...
Missy liked being a waitress. She especially liked it at noon when the Sour Dough was so busy her mind was totally occupied by the messages she brought to the kitchen and the completed messages she brought back to the impatient, hungry customers. She thought of food like that, the need for it a message, the return of it an expressed, made-real message. She...
Hello Readers! Hope you enjoy! Remember to comment and vote! Sensanin *** Treasure: any thing or person greatly valued or highly prized Jozlyn stood under the shower head rubbing the conditioner out of her hair. She had been in the shower for almost 45 minutes, any more and she might pass out from all the steam. She turned off the water, wrung out her h...
Chapter 3 – Evolution In a world where it's safe to have unprotected sex, there is such a thing as...a good marriage. ********** And so the normal rhythm of life returned for Mark and Carrie. Making love, working, traveling. Because of the nature of their jobs, they worked and made love in locales exotic and mundane. As time passed Mark grew more acce...
"Are any of you injured?" a short, curvy woman with close-cropped reddish hair asked from near the back doors as Melissa and her friends piled into the van. "I've got a scrape on my elbow," Amanda said. "Other than that, I think we're okay." "I'm an EMT," the short-haired girl said. "Let me take a look." Amanda nodded and sat down, lifting her arm so the...
Tammy and I had our friends over Saturday. It was a typical get-together with the three couples we've been friends with for years. The guys were in front of the big-screen TV watching the series and the women were in the kitchen talking about whatever women talk about. We discussed the merits of the designated hitter versus having the pitcher bat and like...