Until fairly recently I'd never really been involved in contrived or non-spontaneous sex. Whilst I was younger and with my husband, we had messed around with me dressing up, both of us tying the other up and some other stuff like that, but most of what we did was spur of the moment. We didn't usually think up new things, plan them and act them out in a calcu...
Slowly I look around, inhaling the scents of this city. My sharpened senses pick up the scents that no human could ever imagine. A sickened shiver runs down my spine as I taste the stench of hour old vomit and urine from drunken youths, as well as a million other things that I don't care to think about; their disgusting aromas combing to form an overwhelming...
Author's Notes: This had been written for the Autumn Harvest Competition on Hentai Foundry. It's inspired by the myths of Isis and Lemminkäinen. I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoy reading it. + + Chapter 1: The Eluuar of Laru Vitalia reached out to tug at the thick woven cloth which covered the window, pulling it to one side. The closely...
Author's note: The protagonists of this story, Rebecca Eriksson-Garner and Sarah Garner-Eriksson, already featured in my stories "The 14th anniversary", "My beautiful sub(missive)" "Sarah acts out" and "Choosing Corner time", This is just another vignette about their life together and their love. A warning: The setting of my world may seem real enough and th...
Chapter five: Kat's Wild Weekend in London Part 1 This is module two, chapter five part one. This is a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 4 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. In module one, our m...
It's late Sunday morning. Max and I have just returned home from the hotel. We are having coffee and reading the paper before we go out for brunch. Actually, Max is reading the paper. I'm just pretending. An hour ago, I reached into my purse to retrieve my cell phone so I could charge the battery. Inside, I found a folded piece of paper. 'Call me,' it said...
Author's Note: I apologize about the wait everybody! I've got a new job and it doesn't give much time to work on this sort of stuff. Please enjoy party 8! Warning: this chapter is rated a stripperific R and includes, amongst myriad other things, bouncing boobs, jiggling tits, heaving breasts, merry melons, stripping strippers, annoying best friends, swaying...
Chapter Sixteen – Angel. There still were days when the sun gathered its waning powers to dissolve the creeping mists. Days when it could incite the surrounding hills, turning its sides into a splendor of gold and orange. But more often, like now, the winds thrashed the windowpanes, thunderous rainstorms shaking the building. Autumn had come to the house...
Everything about him screamed that here was a man who had let life slide right on by. He stopped his car, a 60's vintage Citroen DS at the fuel pump. It settled down as he climbed out and looked at the pumps and scratched his head. He took the 94 E10 nozzle from the bowser and looked for the doohickey that zeroed the price. As he stared at the dial, he notic...
If you enjoyed it, or if you didn't, please rate it and please comment! In any case, thank you very much for reading! Pronounced I-know-ah *** The blaze of the sun heated the faded dashboard, making a stuffy convection oven out of the Chevy Astro van. The windows were rolled up to stop the chalky yellow dust from invading. Rick and Manny couldn't do much...