Sandy moved back to the corner of the elevator as the two young black men stepped through the open doors. Her pulse quickened and her mind raced. She hated judging people she didn't know but they were both dressed like thugs, with baggy, sagging jeans and tight tank tops. They were both loud and boisterous, two traits the quiet midwestern born mother of thre...
"Fourteen more years. Fourteen more fucking years!" Yeah, I know, that sounds like a shout, but it wasn't, it was something I muttered under my breath. I had just written another child support check, dated May the first, to my cheating whore slut ex-wife. $1,200.00 fucking dollars a month, and I never even got to see my kids anymore. Oh, I was due visitat...
Blonde and blonde met in the deepest of kisses, fevered kisses with oceans of lust behind them. At length the two girls parted, each gazing into the other's blue eyes. "Wow!" Breathed Monica. "Wow!" Breathed Lisa. Their lips met again as their bodies ground together, breast against breast. Monica was sitting on the edge of her double bed, Lisa sitting on...
As 37-year-old, unconscious Camilla continued reliving her memories from between five and six years before the aquarium incident, she was appalled to note Eros' psychic involvement in the slow but sure disintegration of her marriage with Cameron. The boy, twelve and going on thirteen, was already quite adept with the powers of Nigrovum that he was born with:...
In the span of forty-eight hours Koh had ten orgasms. Nine took place in the privacy of his new bedroom. The uncertainty of his situation was stressful for the young man, and he knew no better stress reducer than to think erotic thoughts and have his right hand tug on his pecker. Jane didn't seem to care whether he whacked or not and, unlike Marlow, she didn...
Author's note: No sex, more build-up. Do you hate me yet? Chapter 2: The Worker's Paradise Work. The eternal bane of my existence. I am convinced that I was born not to work. I watch people slip in and out of the store, making the most of their lunch breaks. How can these people live like this? This is the most unnatural life. Speaking of unnatural life, T...
Hey guys. I hope you enjoy. This chapter was a tuffy. Hopefully the next one will be easier. And I actually took the time to edit it...YAY ME!!! :) ********* *** ********** "Nice. Looks like someone worked this baby over pretty good." Joel stared at her. "Brittani...you know anything about this?" "Maybe..." she said running her manicured fingers alon...
My wife's name is Anna. She's a research engineer, genetics. I'm an artist. A commercial artist, not one of those alcoholic, sex on a giant canvas types. Though that does sound kind of fun. Anna and I have kids, a house that's aging, and incredibly demanding deadlines both in day jobs and family business. After our last baby was born - God, I hope it's the...
Chapter 2: Slave Birth (Thanks to techsan) We went down to the street. Mr. Seal's Mercedes and driver were waiting for us. Gen. Subiyat made an appointment with Hollywood for that evening. We had a nice lunch at Mr. Seal's hotel. Later that evening we all drove to Hollywood Joe. Gen. Subiyat walked in like he owned the place; well, he may have owned a shar...
The characters, places, and buildings in this story are fictional and were by no means created to offend anyone. This story is a fictional making. I planned on taking it slow in this series, so it may take a while for the sex to occur, but it will be worthwhile. Please leave a comment! ***** Ryan Black inserted his dick into the woman beneath him. Her hair...