Chapter 5: Elizabeth -Come on Lizzie, you need to rest- Raven pleaded -I can't Raven, I have to find Dale, god, I only hope that he is still alive -- Elizabeth replied with tear in her eyes. -I know Lizzie but we have been ridding for seven days straight with little to no sleep, you are going to be ill and then no one would get help for Dale -- Raven answ...
I had just finished inside my wife, and she rolled off me with a sly grin on her face. It had been a long night (or early morning) of raunchy fucking, complete with her claiming to have fulfilled my greatest fantasy. We both turned on our backs, glancing carefully at each other. "You did not have sex with another guy tonight," I challenged. She looked a li...
It was a black night, the lone source of light came from two neon green lights seemingly floating across the field. The lights weren't floating though, they were walking mounted to the head of if not the world's most famous "archeologist" certainly it's most lusted after. She normally didn't care much in the way of equipment, a pair of pistols and enough amm...
This is the second part of Magic Pills. Originally it was not intended as a continued story, but the feedback I got was great and to be honest, this is a really fun tale to spin! If you have not read the first chapter you will have a real hard time understanding this story! Please take a few minutes and fill in the background. I am already working on chapter...
In addition to creating realistic characters, in realistic (if not fantastic) situations, I've included a few exercises to help build those literary muscles. At the end of this piece, there should be some interesting situations Once you believe you have your cast of characters in full dimension, it is up to you to test these characters to insure they are n...
Somewhere, within the storm, there was a sign. It wasn't much. It could be, and frequently was, easily missed. Unadorned, made of faded bronze...just another plaque stuck to the side of a deteriorating brick building, tilting a little bit to the left in its old age. The curious and careful reader would find Olde English lettering, scratchy and unpainted,...
We were laying on the futon (not even a real bed, what kind of a grown man doesn't have a real bed) in James' shitty apartment on Stillwell Avenue, the mismatched sheets loosely covering our entangled naked bodies. We'd just done something that James thought passed for lovemaking but I knew to actually be missionary sex of the non-kinky variety. It wasn't hi...
This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * What do you think? Does global warming really exist or is it just misinformation, scare tactics, and propaganda? "Happy 41st Earth Day Everyone!" Now that today is Earth Day, I was just wondering about global warming. With all the conservation and recycling that we all do to save the environment, the two...
"That was really fun last month, when do you want try that again?" She looked at me like I was an alien. "Try what again?", she asked. "You know, with the sailors and all." "I'm confused, did I miss something? What sailors? What are you talking about?" Now I was the confused one. How could she not remember that night? "Uh, that movie we rented. I thought...
Shelly always maintained that the best part of sex was the gooey feeling that a load of fresh cum left between her legs. "Hmm, I can feel it squish round inside my cunt and then start to run down my thighs," she would say after a good seeing to. I always maintained that the best part of sex was feeling her cunt just after some guy or guys had freshly filled...