* This is a repost of an old romance story with a fresh edit. * Chapter 6 Saturday dawned wonderfully dreary. The rain pelting the windows made a delightful sound. It signaled a rainout for the Deacon's painters. Chris was away all afternoon, on a play-date with cousins. Which meant she’d have lingering time alone with Sam, while he made the promised plumb...
Dory closed the fat, blue notebook and dropped it on the kitchen table. She sat and stared across the room, her gray eyes clouded in thought. She took the silver spoon out of her coffee and sucked on the end, sliding it over her tongue, in and out of her mouth. She put the spoon down, opened the notebook flat on the table, and started reading where she had...
Alexandra, Alex to her friends, wasted as much time as she could fiddling around inside her locker as the school building cleared of students and faculty. It was Friday afternoon and the weekly inhabitants of St. Brendan's Catholic High emptied in a hurried wave, glad to be free from yet another week of school. She listened absently as her friends talked ex...
What was she thinking?! With her dick, clearly, but that shouldn't have made such a decision for her. Regardless, she sat in Rachel's home, opposite Leah on the couch and desperate not to peek as the buxom futa milked herself. She assumed it'd seem strange to complain, since the book had made it normal to everyone but her. The fact Rachel didn't bat an eye a...
Obligatory Disclaimer: The people in this story are real, but their names have been changed. This is a work of fiction; I wrote it to purge myself of an unhealthy obsession. While there is sexual content, I view this as therapeutic writing first and foremost; I'm indulging a fantasy and letting go of it at the same time. The title and final lines of this sto...
"Michael! Wait up!" a familiar voice called across the courtyard as Michael walked past the fountain of lovers on display. Classes were over and his head still felt like it was spinning. All day as he sat through one lecture after another he kept thinking about anatomy. He couldn't believe what he had done. Turning back now, he saw the study group walking sw...
I was away from home for a week - any delay in posting this chapter is entirely my fault. But what a pleasure to come home and find all the comments on Chapters 17 and 18. Thank you all for your support. Thank you, too, Anonymous Colonel. Excellent suggestions! At some point, I would like to include an epilogue of sorts, with some of the best feedback I’ve...
Dara stared at the paper in her hands with disbelief. On the downloaded image from the internet was a slim blonde woman with breasts much too big for her body had both her hands wrapped around a monstrous penis. The penis was inches from her face, thick and veinous its head wet with precum. Dara had never seen a penis so huge. And worst of all, the woman's m...
I stood there watching, slowly watching, in fact, almost anticipating what Taylor might do next. It was cold outside; much colder than it had been the past few times I had stood for hours outside just hoping to meet him. I wondered what the rest of the fans that were shivering all around me were thinking. I wondered if they too thought there might be somethi...
Chapter Four: Losing control I woke up parched as the proverbial bone. Throwing the sheet back, I stumbled into the bathroom and used my hands to drink right from the tap until I'd slaked my thirst. Drinking causes dehydration - I should have remembered that last night. Last night? "Ohmigod..." I said aloud. I did not throw myself at Keven. I did not take...