(Author's note: This is a stand-alone story, but it would help with the background if you read my previous story, "Danielle.") I'd been having this dream. I'm not even sure what it was about, but it had something to do with warm and wet. Then, I woke up with my cock in her sweet, soft mouth. I looked down, and saw this shiny mass of bed-tousled auburn h...
The preparations for Bonnie and Charlotte's appearance on Cupcake Battle continued, growing ever more intense as the deadline aired. Dan and I helped the girls prep as best we could. We tried to envision every possible scenario. Movies were a possible category, and we spent a week going through what we hoped was an exhaustive list. "Okay, next movie," I...
Generally: You know the drill, don't read this if your underage, easily offended and/or living in a place where this type of material is against the law. This is purely a figment of my overactive imagination and nobody in the story is real, though wouldn't it be nice. Specifically: This is a rewrite of an earlier story that I started last spring. Though...
©Nora Quick 2014 Chapter Twenty One might think that knowing I had to die would leave me desperate to live. I suppose anyone else would have eaten everything they could, fucked their wolves repeatedly, enjoyed all magic, but I couldn't. Contemplating the end to all I k new, the end of myself, I retreated into human need. I held each man in turn, they hel...
©Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Twelve I was dancing with anticipation when I opened the door to Andre. It had been a good day indeed. Valerius was so pleased by word of my performance at wolf chess that he did not prod me any further on finding a witch lover, and as he taught me better control of my magic he told me stories of things from history he had witnesse...
©Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Seventeen The tunnel was intense. When my consciousness had been pulled into the past, both times I had done it, it was smooth and instant. Bringing bodies was much harder and going this far back made it feel like I was coming apart as we hurtled on. When the lights faded and the striated passage receded, we were left standing once...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip – California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this one. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of This...
Brianna and I grew up together. Our mothers are best friends, and they live right next door to each other. My mom, Gloria, and her mom, Ann, got pregnant at the same time, and Bri and I were born a week apart. We're both only children; neither of us have any brothers or sisters. We both had our eighteenth birthdays last month, and we're finishing our senior...
"I'll be at the airport in sixty minutes. Call the pilots and have them get ready." I was already jumping out of bed, any good mood I had from last night was long gone now. "They are being called now." "Good, text or email me updates as they come in." I ran into the bathroom, quickly doing my business. I called Linda and Craig while I was brushing my bed...
Journal entry Wednesday, February 14, 1968: "Today is Valentine's day. (Happy birthday mom, you made it to 40!) It's hard to study for Friday's calculus test because I saw a beautiful girl today and I can't think about anything except her. Someone said she's a freshman transfer student from Tennessee but she looks like she should be in college. She does loo...