I am standing in front of your door, throat dry with a combination of nervousness and excitement. Being here is the culmination of months of lead-up, beginning with flirtatious chatting online and continuing to bouts of conversation bordering on cybersex. Then the inevitable hushed phone calls, the tantalizing thrill of imagining what might-be and fantasizin...
Soft kisses all over you. My body climbs and then slides upon your lap. Resting my head into your shoulders with the feeling of me just sitting in your lap. So sweet is this moment and not a care in the world. Feeling your strong masculine hands upon me roaming about leisurely. One hand rubbing up and down the base of my spine, sending shivers within me, the...
"You're going to be a good girl and do as I say tonight, aren't you?" His voice melts into me, low and calm. "Yes" I whisper. "Yes, Sir" He corrects, His tone unwavering and firm. "Yes, Sir," I repeat just as He finishes, too loud but still sincere. "Good girl." I blush, because I always blush when those words, those words I ache for, grace His lips, s...
Rick Jones, friend to all superheroes, woke up thinking nothing was wrong. He woke up alone, as he had recently broken up with his longtime lover and wife Marlo. He sighed, the handsome youngish man going to make some coffee. He shook his head, musing on his lot in life, heading over to computer to check the news. For kicks, he went to the Daily Bugle websi...
I wake, aware of tears streaming down my face. I am disoriented, confused and filled with terror and sadness left over from the nightmare. Your touch brings me back to reality, a warm hand on my hip, drawing me closer to you. Holding me close. I'm trembling, and I must have woken you with the violence of my dream. We are lying close together, my bottom nes...
WARNING: This is a dark story featuring cheating, humiliation, and betrayal of people who probably don't deserve it. It also features descriptions of extreme body types that may not appeal to the average reader. If these things do not appeal to you, I suggest you look elsewhere. And remember: this is just a fantasy. Treat the people in your life with love...
Let me tell you about Tameka. I was working at this gas station when I was 18 yrs of age I ran the register and Tameka ran the grill. When I first started working with her I really never thought of her in that way. Until we started to get to know each other. We were working the third shift hours, there wasn’t much business at night, so of course it was a bor...
Lately most of my free time seemed to be spent on the internet. Chatting and surfing the web through the early hours of the morning. Working a second shift job provided me with the ability to stay up later than those on a regular 9am-5pm job. I also detested mornings, so I could easily sleep in later during the day, not needing to be at work till 4pm. I...
You wake up in the early hours of the morning only to hear the rain settle on your window sill. You sigh softly, wipe back the stray strands of hair that fell carelessly across your face the night before as you restlessly tossed and turned. You had wished that things would perhaps be different. That your day would somehow surprise you and differ from all the...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to the story Absolute Power -- if you want to learn how Leon and Laxy got into this enviable situation. * There are upsides to being an immortal shapeshifter with your own personal wish granting genie. Okay, let me rephrase that, because the only way to end that sentence would have been with a resounding no shit, Sherlock....