Lethem 6/90 *** Everything in this story is actually happened. Maybe not all at the same time or in the same exact sequence, and some stuff that happened on different trips gets conflated in my mind, but that's a consequence of time going by. It just keeps on doing that ya know. *** All of the inadequately described and yet quite enjoyable sexual activi...
"You know the one thing I regret about Draenor?" Elunara was stretched out across the bed, her head hanging off the end as she watched her family get ready for bed. "You have a regret?" Grogek blinked down at her upside-down face. "Hah. Hah." Elunara grinned up at him. "This should be good." Tulani was sitting at her desk sewing a small bit of fabric....
We speak of passion lightheartedly, as if we transgress those that have come before us. Quite the contrary to where reality has brought the evolvement of humankind. I lay in wait where timid creatures play and dance with emotions beneath flaccid and ember skies. Yet we adapt and survive on pure strength of will by clawing and scratching toward the light at t...
/* Author's note: This is a short story I wrote with a close friend of mine quite a while back for a creative writing project at school. Since then, it has been labeled as a "creepypasta" and re-posted in several different places on the internet. I asked the co-author for permission to post this here, and she is completely fine with it. This story is complet...
She found you there, tied over the desk, stained face betraying your recent history. A pair of satin panties formed a delicate puddle around the knot connecting your stocking'd ankles. None of your "companions" had bothered to undress you more interested, no doubt, in taking advantage and likely entranced by the lascivious sight of a bare bottom beneath your...
Chapter 10 – The confrontation. They got up just before 7am to shower, eat a quick breakfast and get ready, they decided to make an impression so they dressed up, low heal boots being the only compromise they made for the situation. Might as well look hot Jez supposed. Couldn't hurt anyway. "Damn right," Sandy remarked replying to her thoughts, "and no on...
5 Jul 1863 Dear Madam., It is with a profoundly dour heart and soul that I write this letter. I must extend my personal and deepest condolences, for your beloved Captain Daniel F. Beauregard, has been struck down on the field of battle near Gettysburg. He fought with a valiance that awed his men and impressed his superiors on countless occasions. Always le...
Chapter 5 part 1 The following morning, Nanci woke up only to find the place empty. There was note on the center table from Randy. A nagging headache was starting to annoy her; she got herself off the couch, Her body was alive with uncomfortable sensations; her butt had faint reddening marks, turning purple in some areas, the pain had settled deep in her b...
I again turn to my laptop to purge my soul of sins. Much has happened since last I wrote, as will soon be revealed. – Erica H. Journal Entry – 8/22/02 The Wednesday rendezvous' with Jonathon, my black lover and lawn care man, have continued for a month now. His thick, long cock and incredible lasting power have led me to explore a side of myself I was unaw...
"And still life pushes on With or without you We've got to carry on Our will will guide us to A place where we belong Know there lies the truth I am the believer who gives purpose unto you" ― Dream Theater Conversation at the bar was strained. Darrell sported twin hearing aids, and Betty was less talkative than a Mafia informant given the ultimatum:...