The ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. Copyright by H20wader, all right reserved. ************** The door closed softly behind me. She was waiting. The gods had promised that she would be mine. I was here to complete the promise by making her totally mine for this night. The moonlight entered by a large window. She was beautiful. Hair as dark and sleek as an...
Lying in bed, that lovely semi-dozing post-coital state, taste of cum in my mouth, my hair matted and damp from saliva. Nestled in arms that are stroking me softly. My mind ambles and gambols and twitters through various emotions and thoughts. "You know you keep talking about breaking me? Do you mean that? Do you think you could?" "Yes." Calm voice, not m...
The date was December 15, 2012. The night before had been spent out with friends, drinking and laughing, sneaking my ways into bars since I had no ID. There had been kisses and caresses, giggle-worthy arguments, and a ton of dancing... That morning, though, ruined everything for me. I didn't cry – I couldn't cry. I refused to sleep and spent the entire night...
My name is Jake Camden, a 26-year-old former model from the University of Texas that is now in the real estate business in Texas. I work at a Century 21 real estate firm in Austin owned by a mother and daughter. The mother is Leslie Marshall, a pillar of the community in her late 60's that is on the verge of retiring. Her daughter, and co-owner of our firm,...
MATURE HEDDA IS PREGNANT I attended a clinic for football coaches for three days in Orlando and returned home well after midnight; Hedda, my lover, was asleep and I did not want to wake her up. On the first morning of spring break, I smelled coffee as I got out of bed late; it meant Hedda was up. After a quick shower and drinking a cup of coffee, I went to...
Mid-morning on April 1 in an exclusive resort in the Caribbean, three beautiful women shared a pitcher of Painkillers, trying to put a good face on the fact that each of their lovers had left them again to play golf. They had been at the world-class resort for a week, with another week to go. Each couple had their own beach cabin for privacy, right on the wa...
Anya didn't wake up when the lid was pulled off of the top of the box that she had been returned to earlier in the day. She had been placed inside, atop the flannel shirt that Sergei had been wearing the previous evening when they met. They'd been unwilling to go hunt down the satin pillow that she'd used on her trip to the forest, so they'd improvised a bit...
"Next case," said the judge, bringing her gavel down. Arthur was led in with four other males from his locality, their hands and legs shackled in a line. The high-tech collars around their necks prevented speech and punished any sudden moves. He knew he must stand still and face what came to him. He could neither resist nor bring himself to care. What was t...
Senya's dreams were a whirlwind of teasing honeybee-bottomed bimbos, rough-tongued catgirls, honey-drenched Thriae, and adoring puppy sprites. It was the latter that he eventually woke up within, immersed in their arms. Their tongues eased him, settled his troubled thoughts, kept him in a happy state of constant bliss. He came again and again to their steadf...
She was warm. A limbic, peaceful warmth that, had she any memory, sensory or tangible, of being cuddled and swaddled as a babe, this would be what it would feel like. But then something changed. Something was moving, something that should be still, was moving. The warmth of her slumber was slipping away as the movement continued to creep into her consciousne...