I was sitting out in the sunroom, relaxing on a heated lounge chair with a mimosa, wearing only my favorite thick terry robe - its light pink fuzziness enveloping my nakedness. I'd opened a few windows, and the cool midday breeze drafted over my face and cleavage, contrasting sharply to the comfortable warmth I otherwise enjoyed. The only other sounds at the...
We were partying over at Lori and Dana's because their mom wasn't home again that weekend. She was divorced from their dad and spent most of her free time with her boyfriend, so this was nothing new. Lori and Dana were adults, anyway, so it wasn't like their mom was neglecting them. They were both college graduates, so they were old enough to stay home by th...
The beast was raging inside of me tonight. It would have to be fed. I hadn't let it feed in a long time. The last time was more than three months ago. The anger was strong, pounding in my head. Strength was coursing through my body, electric pulses making my muscles jump, twitching under my skin. I could barely drive, pressing the accelerator to the floor, p...
-Edited by Nom de Plume- *Fictional story. All characters involved are over 18 as I do not consent to using minors in my stories* *** There was a werewolf that had been locked away in a dark cellar, chained to a wall as a human and on full moons he would change into a Werewolf, but he could never leave due to his bindings. For months, he sat in the cellar...
This story is based on a game "Who Wanna Be a Bimbo" created by Dahakma; it can by found on TF Games. The game, despite its simplicity, is really absorbing and entertaining. It turns out, it can be inspiring as well. ------------------------------------------ My name is Nick and I decided to participate in a TV show called "Who Wanna Be a Bimbo?". It comb...
"Omg!" she exclaimed, "Heehehe sorry." She covered her mouth and tried to hold in her laughter as she shut the door. I was so embarrassed. It all started at my house. I had finally got her to come over. Her name was Shelly, and she was the most beautiful woman in the neighborhood. She just moved in across the street and I had invited her over for dinner. S...
Chapter 10: Dark Night of the Tupperware (continued) I pounded into her with a frenzied pace, my eyes turning up into my head as I felt my explosion begin to boil up deep inside of me. I gasped for air. The grandmother threw her head back, growling and snarling savagely, her eyes glowing yellow heat, her tongue lolling around, spewing saliva. She thrust her...
There is an old house on the outskirts of town. It just sits there and looks menacing, like something out of a horror movie from the Hammer Films days. It gives you the shivers to look at it. It looked perfect for a haunted house or a party though, so I decided to call some of my friends and have three big, strong guys go with me to see it and decide if it c...
Okay, here's the deal. I've been reading stories on here for a long time. Some I enjoy immensely, some are obvious bull shit, and some I find myself thinking, "I wish that would happen to me." Well, I finally got my wish; something happened that is just too incredible to go without me writing about it. Stuff like this might happen to some of you, but it has...
************************************************* Copyright jeanne_d_artois May 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. **********...