Two Months Later Noah heaved the last of the boxes across the threshold of the new apartment. He straightened up, hearing several somethings in his back pop. Only now after being back in the real world had he realized one key difference between it and the digital world - physical exhaustion had much more meaning out here. At least this time he had help w...
Sophia and her husband Blake lay there in a loving spoon; nestled together in a warm embrace, savouring their post-coital bliss and the morning Summer sunlight cast upon their skin; the crisp white bedsheets tousled from their passionate lovemaking; the remnants of Blake's sticky seed still oozing from Sophia's labial lips and the neatly-trimmed pubic hair t...
Kristen's thirtieth birthday. With every passing year that she'd gotten older, so had her desire to not celebrate it. What was the point? She had everything she needed, why dwell on getting older? She had a god job, a brand new house, and worked for everything she owned. One thing was missing, but not important. Not that she needed a man to make her life com...
To his surprise, Noah slept well that night, sheer mental and physical exhaustion making him dead to the world as soon as his head hit the pillow in his freshly furnished room. The furniture having just appeared in the space hadn't phased him at all. Nothing could, after actually dying and coming back to life. He sat up, put his head in his hands, and realiz...
*WARNING -- PLEASE READ FIRST This is a story set in the American South during the period of slavery. It is an accurate depiction of the period. As such, racism, racial slurs and racist attitudes are included as key elements of some characters. If you are not comfortable with the topic of slavery, racial supremacy/subordination, or even seeing the "n" word...
Abby was frustrated. Her husband Noah was away on a training session for his job, and she was home alone for two weeks. Prior to the renewal of their sex life, she would have been fine on her own, but being four months pregnant made her constantly horny. When Noah was at home, most of their time was spent making love in every position imaginable. Now that he...
Prologue A rare find, that beautiful crimson hair. That color was usually the result of cheap dye and a childish personality, desperate to prove individuality by opposing normality. It was a rare gift from nature, every strand like melting rubies, when most so-called redheads possessed only a diluted orange hue. But hers was like blood, drawing the eyes of...
Authour's Note: This is part two of Runaway, a story for the Highway Song event arranged by blackrandl1958. To fully enjoy the story, I suggest starting with part one, where Lacey leaves her small town on a quest to find her brother Sean. Along the way, she meets Noah, who appoints himself her guardian as she realizes life outside her small town is a bit mo...
Jenny and Noah and Elijah had been the three most inseparable friends all throughout high school. They'd grown up on the same cul-de-sac and their shared geography soon determined an easy grouping all throughout the following years. In high school, they each stood out in different but complimentary ways. Elijah filled the role of the three-sport athlete...
Having just had sex with a man not my husband for the first time since I met my Terry, our ride home was, at best, awkward. Not much had been said between us since Terry and Darcy came downstairs after our first swap. When I kissed Terry I could taste Darcy's juices on his lips. He whispered in my ear that he loved me. We said our goodbyes and went to the ca...