Chapter 03: Scary Steve +++ In our third story detailing the exploits of the recent college grads employed by the fictional nationwide corporation, Shield Insurance, we get to know "Scary Steve," the mystery man of the cohort. As with all the Shield stories, this is mostly a character study and a mostly lighthearted examination of the role sex and romance...
The promises of last night always wake up to the morning after. The morning after a night of sharing with my husband a real but brief sexual adventure, and his taking me to bed to give me a shattering good fuck, held the therapeutic benefits I've come to expect. My body fulfilled and alive. My mind as free and happy as song birds flying from branch to branch...
Scary stories, huh? You guys want scary stories. All right then, I've got one for you, and I hope you enjoy it because you probably won't be sleeping for a while after I tell it. And no, it's not going to be like one of those damned urban legends that your friends are always sending you links to in your e-mail. You see, this is a true story of what happened...
Disclaimer: Once again this story is purely fictional and does not represent the views of Joss Whedon, the greatest creator of a TV show since Aaron Spelling, or the WB/UPN Networks. It is merely fan fic and should be viewed as such. Halloween was always an extremely busy day in Sunnydale; I mean what other day can vamps and demons actually come out of hidi...
* Curiouser and Curiouser . . . . Willow was surprised that Spike hadn't opened the door for her. He usually waited for her arrival. When she stepped inside, she saw a black envelope and a platter filled with cheese and crackers on a table in the foyer. Emblazoned on the envelope in crimson ink was the word, "RED". She opened it to reveal a black note card...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Author's note-We're back with this story. I can continue it now. Also, there will be gay scenes of both genders. You were warned. All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old. *** Jamie took steps ahead Frank and Tyrone, gripping a flashlight in his righ...
"It won't hurt," she says. "It'll feel just like a kiss." I don't listen. I'm on the other side of the room, as far away from her as I can get. I'm not looking at her. I'm not even looking in her general direction. I'd turn around and look at the wall, but I'm scared to turn my back on her, even though I know she can't get out of those manacles...and even t...
Please remember to vote by clicking on one of the stars at the end of the story. If you really liked it, click 5. If you really hated it, click 1, but please click something. This one is TOTALLY non-erotic. If you are looking for erotic, just skip this one. = = = = = I was just supposed to be the assistant to the scout master, that's all. I was n...
No, I really don't feel guilty about the whole thing. Actually, I think I performed a public service--I mean, I know better than to expect a medal or anything, but at least someone should acknowledge that I was right and that they were wrong. If it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else, and the whole thing could have gone far worse. Those people sh...
"Well, so far we've had four contest entries for the National Nude Day contest. Our first entry was from Nick and his lovely butch dyke wife with an anal story where she changes things around and fucks him up that ass instead of having him fuck her up the ass. Well done, Nick." "Thank you, Stan. Forgive me if I don't get up and take a bow. I'm still a bit s...