Millie Bobby Brown Stories

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Please

by Ahaleya on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The key card releases the lock with the faintest click as he simultaneously pushes it open. She is waiting just beyond the door. The light spilling in from the hallway glints in her hair as he walks toward her. She stops him with an upraised hand, close but not quite touching his chest, warding him away. He reaches back to close the door, then leans back aga...

The Model

by Malinov on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

By the time her knock fell upon my door, I had almost forgotten the model was coming. I am so easily distracted these days. I had retrieved the clay from the back closet and cut off an adequate piece, but then I realized the paintbrushes were still soaking and didn't want them to get soft, so I attended to them. Then there was a loud crash outside the window...

Sigh

by leothelustylion on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

"Isn't it getting kind of late?" She draped a naked leg over mine and pressed her cheek against my bare chest. I was hot and my breaths still came heavily. Our skins were damp to the touch but she didn't seem to mind the heat or the sweat. Beads clung to every surface, reminders of our moments of sins. It didn't help that the sheets trapped the moisture bet...

Motion

by owengreybeard on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Copyright 2010 by Owengreybeard Andy should be here in a few minutes. I have to admit that the planning and deliberation I've done in the days leading up to this have been exhilarating as hell. It has forced me to do some soul searching and self-examination, which has been pretty strange. I'm not an introspective person; I tend to go with my gut a lot, for...

The Touch

by Ceaser on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

He saw her in the distance, a tiny brunette, scarcely five feet tall, standing outside her building waiting for her carpool to get there. she was always waiting outside at this time. the car would hold four men. one of which was so fat it disgusted her, but she had no choice it was the cheapest way for her to get to work. It was getting late at night, she w...

Twenty Great Films, Twenty Great Gifts!

by lindiana on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

What better time of year to give the gift of a great film than at Christmas? For most of us in the northern hemisphere, Christmas also signals the beginning of winter and long cold nights stuck home beside the fireplace watching movies. So help them out! Star Wars Trilogy: THX (1995) by George Lucas Yes, yes, yes, I know everyone has a copy of the original...

Ebony Invader

by Spiritfist on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The first thing I became aware of when I awoke was a bright light dazzling my eyes then a gloved hand clamping firmly over my mouth. Then I heard a voice, deep but definitely female whisper in my ear, 'Make one sound and you're dead, Mister!' As the flash-light was turned away from my eyes I began to focus on the intruder in my bedroom, although her nose a...

Speed Racer's Loves Ch. 1

by BJ on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It had been a very bad day from the start for Speed Racer, first his Pop wouldn't let him drive the time trial car for the upcoming race at The Del Mar Speedway, then he was humiliated by a very attractive girl named Trixi a real hot number. She had been dressed in a form fitting Reddish Brown leather jumpsuit that didn't hide her obvious attractions. Speed...

Male Bisexuality In West Africa

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. Samuel X here. Yes, it's me. Your favorite Trickster. The one you absolutely love to hate. Got one hell of a story for you today, ladies and gentlemen. It boggles the mind how ignorant modern-day North Americans, Europeans and Westerners in general are when it comes to modern-day Africa. Take the Republic of Nigeria for exa...

The Curler

by LeonidIslay on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The following story takes place during the 2003 United States Curling Women's Championships in Utica, New York. It is a work of fiction. It was roughly 10 PM when I walked into the bar. I was a newbie sports reporter with the New York Times, sent to cover the United States Curling Women's Championships. My editor thought it would be a hazing ritual but to b...