Erotic Horror - Lady Anne sucks vampires Author's notes: Warning! This is a work of fiction. Please be polite. Constructive comments are appreciated, hate speech will be deleted. ***** Lady Anne put her hands on the balcony rail, all modesty put behind her, as she was in her black lace nightgown, her full breasts straining to break the lace, even as her n...
Hey, there. My name is Jacob Celestin and I'm a six-foot-one, kind of chubby yet still mildly good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm twenty one years old. Someone once told me that a young man's college days are supposed to be the best days of his life. If you ask me, somebody lied. These days, I'm definitely not havi...
This is a story with themes some may not like. If that is you, read it, don't read it, your call. But if you are going to comment, keep in mind that no one required you to read it, and no one requires you to like the themes. Writing nasty comments only makes you look foolish. For others, I would love to hear your comments. And I hope you enjoy the story....
Every Tuesday we'd meet for lunch at Del's, you know the place, that little Coffee shop over on 4th Avenue. We'd always get this same table in the deserted back room; no one would bother us there. The waitresses wouldn't hassle you, because they knew we were good for a nice tip and beside, by the afternoon, we practically had the whole place to ourselves. So...
Chapter 1 Prologue You know the guy you hated in High school but everyone else seemed to worship like a god? (Unless you were that guy.) The guy that was fantastic at sports and all the girls wanted to be with him even though he treated them like shit. Mr. Popularity himself? Well Brad Graham was that guy and then some except Brad went from High School jack...
Have you ever had that feeling like you're being pranked? Not like, your friend poured tabasco into your coffee while you were in the bathroom, pranked, but an elaborate, TV style of prank, one with a super high budget and multiple cameras. That's how AJ was feeling, looking at the woman across from him, as she beamed back at him like a classic Hollywood s...
Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. It took six years but I finally finish the last chapter of The Shoot. Hope everyone enjoys. And if you're not familiar with the models I mention in the story, please Google them. You'll get a better understanding on how large Charlene's breasts are. ***** "Welcome to DAMSEL, my fashion magazine," announced the...
This one runs the gamut when it comes to true BDSM. Consider yourself warned. And remember your safeword. It's going to be a wild ride! Special thanks to the real Alex for helping me with a male perspective. Stay kinky, SSW *** =========================== PART 1: MOVE OVER VANILLA DATING APPS =========================== The first time I saw Alex was...
Rosemary Palm looked at the application form and then up at the applicant. The young woman was certainly comely in a slender, aristocratic way but it was that last adjective which disturbed her. Lady Brandywine looked aristocratic because she really was an aristocrat, a cadet member of one of Ankh-Morpork's oldest, richest and most renowned families. So what...
Some friendships are just meant to be. When I met Heather, it was the first week of sorority rush and we instantly took a liking to each other. We came from different parts of the country, I was from southern California and Heather was from Boston, but apart from that, it was like we were twin sisters. At the risk of sounding immodest, we are both knockout...