What a day it had been! Marissa had spent the day shopping for her trousseau with her mother and now she was going to meet her maids of honor for a drink at one of the swankiest bars in the city. The Excelsior Hotel was old, famous, and THE place to be seen. Marissa had just picked up her wedding dress- it was done, finally. All of the alterations were finis...
NOTE: This is a fantasy intended for the entertainment of adults. "Dad! I wish you wouldn't walk in on me like that!" "What's up, son? Oh, I see what's up!" he snickered. "Spanking the monkey again, are you, boy? Nothing wrong with that." Wally threw a pillow over his lower body and rolled his eyes. "Geez, Dad," he sighed. "Well, then, will you let me fin...
I had been "in love" with Caroline for as long as I could remember. Well, to be more precise, I began my crush on her during my adolescence. While hormones were raging and I was becoming aware of my sexuality it was She that became the focus of my desire. Caroline was my best friend - Peter Foster's mother. Pete and I had decided we would be best friends on...
My grandmother, Barbara Benson was born in the late 1890s. By the time the depression came along, she had been married and divorces twice. She had two kids, a boy and a girl, but neither plays a part in my story. They were already out on their own. Betty Carson and Beatrice Swanson, on the other hand play a major role as they made up the "gang" that followed...
"Punch it!" Nayana shouted at the helmeted driver as she tightened her fingers around the handgrip of the machinegun. The scraped-up jeep bounced across the rubble when the driver gunned the engine. Nayana turned her attention to the inhuman horde in their wake. Pulling the trigger, she let bursts of hot lead dance across the half decayed undead, but no mat...
It wasn't entirely my fault. Well, I'd like to argue that it wasn't my fault at all, though I don't think I'd get away with it. But seriously, I was innocently floating on my back, gazing up at the perfect blue of the sky and I would probably have been happy to stay there all morning and all afternoon. The problem, though, is that bathing suits don't leave...
*Crème & Carezza* 'The way to a man's heart is through his stomach', so the saying goes and, like the majority of big women, Tracy had a passion for good food as much as an appetite for good sex and loved to combine both pleasures on occasion. One such time came during the rare phenomena of a sunny English summer upon returning home shortly after finish...
In less than an hour, I'm going to seduce someone, who is not my spouse...and I can't wait to get there. It is difficult to tell a story about seduction, and be truthful, without being able to see how each of them caused or allowed the seduction to happen. A third party cannot tell a real seduction, because that party is not privy to the conversations and i...
Sometimes, when I let my guard down, it seems so very much like he would be the one that I would surely cry if I could. Fortunately, I do not often let my guard down, but on those rare occasions, I am grateful for the moments when my memory fades. Usually, I try to resist the nature of my physical form, but then the headache begins, and eventually I release...
It had been four years since the virus had escaped. It's transmission, through blood. Over the first few days it spread like the domino effect. Over the first few weeks, around the world, lakes and rivers dried up, lush green terrain and forest land decayed. Over the first few seconds of its escape the people all changed. Mindless, blood- crazed carnivores n...