Chris was looking forward to the night ahead of him. If there was one holiday he loved as much as Christmas, it was Halloween. Memories of being a kid collecting candy had always been a source of nostalgia. Now in his early 20s, Halloween meant parties. The candy had taken a different form now that he was older; from chocolate bars to some shots and women dr...
"I don't even like him," I remember Vicky saying when we began to set up our little plan. It didn't matter to me, though. This little plan of ours was what we both wanted. We loved each other and we knew that our hearts were bound, but our desire to continue to force our sex life to evolve was insatiable. I intently watched the television in the den, my ha...
Seduction. It's a word with bawdy connotations these days—the Internet teeming with sites on how to get more women in bed, promising the would-be seducer varied fulfillments of a monotonous urge. It's as if these men want to do the most animalistic thing they can without breaking the law. More women, it doesn't matter where, it doesn't matter how, and it rea...
Nailing a job at the big fishery in town was a good way to start off the summer of 2010. I didn't know much about the fish, but that wasn't my job. My job was the chemistry of the business, and that's the way I liked it to be. Throughout high school, my chemistry and physics teachers would make jokes about the other side of the science wing, where the biolog...
Pressing into my personal space, the young lad, wearing a black leather jacket with studs, sporting a spiky hairdo with gel dried plastic hard, a scornful look riding on his pasty white face, reached over me to grab the yellow plastic cable running through the whole city bus to yank hard on it, triggering a bright bing to wake up the bus. I noticed the badge...
Eve was feeling super, crazy naughty. And normally, that would be fine, but not now. Not at this very point in her life. Right now, feeling crazy, super naughty.... that was a problem, because the man in her life that was otherwise perfect, was not the super naughty type. He definitely wasn't the crazy, naughty type. And he was on the way over right now....
I woke up at five thirty, stuffed the bird, and had him in the oven by six o'clock. There really wasn't much to do until about an hour or so before we would eat, so I went back to bed hoping for a few hours of shut eye. After about an hour, I figured this wouldn't work. I got up, showered, threw on some Christmas music, and vacuumed. The phone rang around ni...
A Tale of [The Far Shore] continuing the story of Jeanie, a fitness nut whose wish to be a miracle worker resulted in her becoming a jinni. Summoned to grant her first wish, this chapter features women getting buff, female to altersex transformation, a character becoming a centaur, size play themes, sapphic romance, shared sensations, unexpected outcomes, an...
I huddled myself tighter into the fur lined parka, as I watched the unbroken vista of gleaming snow pass beneath the wings of the small airplane. It wasn't as if the cabin was cold, but the mere thought of the bitter barrenness that unfolded beneath my semi-focused gaze it was enough to stipple Goosebumps all over my body. If only Matthew had been faithful!...
The rising sun through the yellowed window shade cast a golden light over the bedroom. Bill sat quietly in the rocking chair, engrossed in the vision of peacefully sleeping Faith. She lay on her stomach with her face turned away, and arms hugging the pillow. The scene reminded him of a romantic antique postcard. Her tousled hair and naked shoulders invited l...