©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...
I open door, and see sexy girl. I fuck sexy girl with my 20 inch penis and she like it very much. Very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very Very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very Very very very very very very very very very very very very ve...
I drove home early the next morning to prepare for work. Work? My world had been turned upside down, my thoughts dominated by Jonathan and my experiences as what I now saw as my alter ego, Simone. I needed to clear my head. I had coffee and a light breakfast after showering and donning my work suit, then commenced the journey to the office. My job was a lo...
Corruption is an addiction. It's the first taste of any filthy pleasures, for a price. It is not the mere delight in sin that makes a dirty cop, a dirty cop. It's knowing you can get away with it again, and again, and again. Drugs. Sex. Power. Any cop on the straight and narrow avidly avoids these temptations, knowing that once you give in'once you taste t...
Scene 1 I couldn't believe I was doing it, even as I followed the tall blonde in the black PVC catsuit to the door with "Private" written over the door in tilting red script. I just went to the sex club to watch, at least that was my plan, but as soon as I saw her demonstrating the proper way to flog a man in a kneeling position, I knew I would be on my kne...
Your name is Jack Bell and you are 21 yrs old For the summer you got a job taking care of a dying old man. as thanks the old man, you have come to like and respect him. He name was Mr. Smith. He tells you his story. He is over two thousand yrs old, he has seen empires rise and fall. And all of this was possible through the power of the reality stone. This st...
WARREN THE WIZARD CH 2 Wizard on the River BY SW MO HERMIT Warren, Gloria, and his people as he thought of the two families who seemed to have attached themselves to him, were well settled in on Wizard's island. He and Gloria had a nice, tight, roomy, and above all, comfortable house on the end of the island nearest Tommy's Crossing. His employees and th...
1 We deny differences between male and female sexualities because we mistake sameness for equality (and move farther from true equality than ever). 2 Stephen King once wrote: women think they understand male lust, and that's probably just as well for their sleep and peace of mind. If we stopped denying difference, countless women would suffer sleepless...
So what is the difference between fantasy and reality? I recently did a scene with Louise, and found myself being talked into writing it up. And what I wrote was pure fantasy: --*===*-- "Please Master, may I be flogged?" She knelt on her cushion with her head bowed and her eyes lowered; demanding nothing, offering all. As normal, she wore no clothes, but...
It was wrong. Very wrong. I knew it. I tried to resist it. I tried to walk away, look away, turn my thoughts away... anything away. No luck. The magnetic force was too great. The gravitational pull was more than I had bargained for. This was the tipping point, although I was just-this-side of realizing that. I had secretly danced this dance too many times....