You're a celebrity. Whether you've been a celebrity for a while or this is a new thing every desicion you make has good or bad outcomes. If you play your cards right with your decisions this could be the start of something new. There are only a few things that you will need to watch out for, paparazzi and crazy fans are just a couple of those things, anothe...
A/N: Gail is the character played by Natalie Dormer in the movie who offers herself to Steve. Steve really just wanted some sleep. It'd been a long day and he didn't even get to punch any Nazis. So he went into his room and there was that blonde, the one that introduced her tongue to his tonsils, what was her name, Lorraine? No, that wasn't it, Gail. Gai...
She was the perfect vision of carnal innocence. There she stood naked, bathed in the white light of the window, leaning against the footboard of the bed. The entire morning had been a dream come true for Jack. Now exhausted, he tried to control his heavy breathing while he thought about the first time they had met. "Excuse me. Excuse me, you're Jack, Jack M...
Francis stroked Patrick's hand as he pushed the shopping cart by her side. With prices so much lower across the bridge, it made sense to pick up some items on their house hunting trip. Francis picked up a box of extra large condoms and put them in the cart with a wink. "Thanks for the complement," Patrick responded, "but we won't be needing those until after...
He was a big man but light on his feet. Building is a physical trade and he knew how to handle himself, moving gracefully despite his bulk. I don't know why I found him so attractive. Maybe it was his penchant for pink shirts... or possibly just the twinkle in his eye... but I think it all started when I watched him skip out of an attic window four precipito...
"Ugh. What the fuck time is it?" The bed was a mess. The wrinkled green sheets were all undone, mostly kicked off the foot. Its occupant had his face planted into a pillow, and bits of his elbows and legs were sticking out from the one blanket still shrouded over him. He groaned and slid his form upon the velour for a few minutes more, but sleep wo...
This is a non-erotic story marking the passage of time. It contains no sex, no people. Please do not read if that is what you seek. If you enjoy this very short passage, please vote. The vermillion sun clings tenuously to the day slinking slowly behind the distant mountains silhouetted in the gathering gloom. Once shafts of golden sunlight sparkled off the...
I wake to the clamour of the landline announcing a telephone call. I really did drink too much on the plane last night. How the hell did I drive home in that condition through the thunderous gale? The ignored caller rang off without leaving a message, but now I am almost fully awake. I know where I am, in my loft room, my study, my sanctuary, until... No,...
Miles Springham was to know the lush humiliation of his own confession of adultery, led to the low table by his wife, and made to sign divorce paperwork in admission of his crime against womanhood, the paperwork drawn up by Sadie Venner, who greeted his trembling and seed smeared hand with a triumphant smile, as a pen was passed to it for signature. "All pe...
When I woke up, Michelle was still sleeping. I watched her sleep, gently moving the sheet from her top, gazing at her absolutely beautiful breasts. Man, were they big and beautiful. I leaned down and gently licked the nearest nipple, softly sucking as much of the breast as I could into my mouth. Michelle gave an "Ah" stretching out on her back with her arms...