*Warning: This story is just a mental musing and I do not believe it will be continued. It is meant to start you up, to get you thinking. If you're annoyed by stories that start and do not finish, you should probably skip this one.* ***** "Hello," His voice was behind her, calm and most definitely male, most definitely his. She stiffened and considered...
1. Cock-baiting. It was hot. Like, way too hot. And out there on the water it was beginning to get a little worrying. The sun cream was protecting her already bronzing skin from the midday sun, but she was glistening with sweat and getting a little flustered. It wouldn't be too long before she began to feel ill. As Emma rounded the last outcrop of rocks in...
I'm fascinated by the fact of creative repetition; in fact, I envy it and aspire to it. It's a curious thing about art and stories that appeals to me, so I will try to explain. When I was a kid, I got my first viewings of the James Bond movies "The Spy Who Loved Me" and "Moonraker" one weekend, back-to-back. There was a big snow out, I think either school w...
Image is important at R.H. Bank. My name is Bob Ramsey, operations manager of R.H. Bank's fraud department. One night in particular stands in my mind as a testament to my abilities as a competent manager, protecting the bank's image in the public eye. It was late on a Friday, and the department was winding down. I sat in my office putting the finishing touch...
Katy was spending her last summer before commencing her first placement after teacher training. Six glorious weeks away from students, miserable colleagues who had spent too long in the profession and those awful parents, too fixed on their little angel to notice what an actual obnoxious individual they actually were. All now forgotten as she spent her days...
After my conversation with Lee I forget the beer and head straight for the hard liquor. Jim, Jack, and Caption Morgan are starting to sound amazing, sadly after 2 shots of Jim I'm feeling carefree. Hoping to avoid Lee at lest a little longer i head to the back yard. Looking around I see Justin and Allison talking to a group of people. Allison catches sight o...
Morgan arrives at Layne's apartment to find the door unlocked. As she steps inside she can see that the place has recently been cleaned. It's about damn time, she thought to herself. The lights are off except for a faint light coming from his bedroom. Worry and guilt start to fester in her chest; reaching for the handle, she hesitates and takes a deep breath...
The following is a fictional story featuring a celebrity having consensual sex with a fictional man. Any similarities to reality are strictly coincidental. I am not a native speaker and I had English only in School so please be gentle. Instead I would be more than happy to have critical feedback where I can improve, whether if it's Language, Grammar or St...
Chapter Two Word of Mouth The ten dollar bill was now framed and proudly displayed on Johnny's faux-wood panelled bedroom wall. It represented two important milestones in his young life: the first earnings from his new business venture, and more importantly, it represented his first sexual experience―the first time he had gotten a woman off and she had got...
"Ishaq, I'm not a submissive little plaything like some of the ladies of your Muslim faith, no offense, I'm a Sikh woman and my people have had gender equality long before it became fashionable," Jagdeep replied, and I saw a look of raw intensity in her liquid chocolate eyes. I smiled at her and forced myself to be calm. I hate it when people confuse Arab cu...