Once upon a time, a storm ruptured over a little town called Missoula, and in an ivy-glazed brick home somewhere in a maze of dark wet streets, someone was watching it. She was standing at her bedroom window making a game of trying to predict where in the sky lightning would strike next. Lexi. It was a pastime that grew quickly dull, but dull, she had rece...
I used to be called Timmy. Nowadays, I'm called anything that gets my attention (and I'm shamefully, pathetically attentive), usually something like 'pussy', 'cunt', or 'whore', but occasionally I do still get 'Timmy'. Often this is a sign that something really hard is coming - that I'm going to be asked for my consent to something further, some step further...
My wife asked if I could go over to my sister-in-law Cindy's place. She couldn't get her car started that morning. Normal Cindy is a pain in the ass. She will ignore you unless she needs your help. I ended up driving over to see Cindy. I checked the ignition and the car wouldn't turn over. "When did you last get the battery changed?" I asked her. She repli...
Res Magicae ("On the Matter of Magic") by Archangel_M ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ This is background information for the 'Baxterverse,' the series of stories begun by lilgirlsix. She and I now write them together. If there is a discrepancy between what I write here and the stories posted under LG6's name, the stories are correct. Disclaimer: This has nothing whats...
This essay is part of a series in which I compare the ideas of philosophers on the subject of Aesthetics. I'm attempting to extrapolate from their superior knowledge and writings what I believe are important points on the creation of and critique of Art, Beauty and the Soul. I hope there are some artists/scholars out there who can appreciate my works- Beca...
The tube train was packed as we journeyed for our anniversary across London to a special place at a special time. Mebbe I should have got ready earlier so we'd miss the crush, not be so fussy in dressing up for you when you'll probably tear me out of them when we get there. Trying to be prim and proper yet slightly wild and come-hither for you... my black ho...
It is a belief of mine that anal sex and making love just don't coexist. Don't get me wrong I am not saying I don't like taking my cock and sliding it up my wife's Hershey highway but every time we have had anal it is just about pure animal lust. Of course when doing anal you have to get the person ready. Myself I love doing it orally to my wife and I know...
succubus P Pronunciation Key (sky-bs) also succuba (-b) n. pl. succubuses or succubi (-b, -b) also succubae (-b, -b) A female demon supposed to descend upon and have sexual intercourse with a man, sometimes resulting in his death An evil spirit; a demon. * The sheets burn against my skin. It's too hot and I can't escape it. Even the dark side of the pil...
She never liked giving in, or out to anything or anyone. But at this particular moment, her very control of bodily functions quivered so precariously toward a glorious end, her knuckles burned bone white. So, this professional woman in her 40s sat rigidly in her chair waiting for it to come. Despite the relatively cool confines of her office, her body rad...
The night was crisp, the scent of jasmine flitted in the wind, tickling her out of her thoughts. She shook her head and continued on the walk to the car. Speaking quietly to herself she said "I have got to quit this, how can a fantasy turn me this inside out?" Finally reaching the sports car, she unlocked the door and slipped in; sinking into the leather...