Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
He was kissing her legs. He loves to kiss her legs. Her legs are long and tight. He starts by kissing her left ankle. He crawls to the bottom of the bed, shoving the sheets out of his way, and begins kissing her ankle. He moves up her leg, kissing her calf. He lifts her leg up off of the bed to kiss the back of her calf, his tongue licking her skin. He slide...
'Today is going to be a long day.' You tell yourself while sighing. The reasons for that is everything that could have possibly gone wrong this morning did. First the water stopped working for no good reason which prevented you from showering, then your golden retriever Rufus brought mud inside of the house when you let him inside, and just now you accidenta...
Dylan Goldberg wasn't what most people expected from her looks and origins. Long, naturally blonde hair, green eyes, buxom and curvaceous body, and born and raised in California. Despite all this seeming to make her the stereotypical valley girl, Dylan was actually self-conscious, insecure, socially awkward, and something of a shy nerd. She'd come to Italy's...
Carrie was asleep in her bed, alone at home because her parents were on a trip. A pretty girl who had only turned eighteen a week ago, she was content and dreaming in her bed. Always a believer in fantasy and fairy tales, she had no idea that her long-held beliefs had drawn some of the less savory creatures of this nature to her. Obviously, they were far eas...
This is the first time that I've entered a story into one of the contests. I do hope that you enjoy it and please vote x (Meetings in graveyards can be a very spooky affair) * She perched on the corner of the gravestone, as the sun shone its last rays over the high wall. She was waiting for him, as she always waited. She tugged down her long blue summe...
My name is George, in most respects an average 18 year old guy, much to my own annoyance. At 5'8" and 125 pounds, I'm at an average height, if a bit shorter than I would like, as well as a good bit on the skinny side. I keep my brown hair cut short, and my failed attempts at growing a beard left me with a baby face as my only real option. Down below how...
"No, not like that. Make it go more straight," Goddess Astral commanded to a group of goblins who were trying to sink a wooden support beam of a house to the ground. It was three times the size of a goblin and the green men had trouble keeping it up while the hole it was partly in was filled. "I said straight not to tilt it more." Astral was sitting on a cr...
"Swords, please," the goblin snarls, thrusting a rusty metal bucket directly into my stomach. He bristles irritably, flexing every muscle in his scrawny arms. He doesn't even come up to my chest: I could snap his wiry neck with one hand. I could do without the attitude, so in response I clatter both weapons as hard as I can into bucket. Just as he starts dra...
"Come on Matt. Every other member has let me blow them while they drove the van." "I told you, I almost crashed with the handjob. I feel so tired." "Matt, just give Astral what Astral wants so she can get back in here." "Fuck it. It's all your fault then. This is the last time I'm driving overnight while you all just drink and smoke." "Whatever Matt."...