(From the 1939 edition of the Compass Encyclopedia, Volume Thirty-Seven, Umbrella-Vermin.) The vampire is a creature of folklore. It features primarily in Eastern European folklore, but virtually every culture on earth has some sort of local variant on vampire myth. This has led some foolish people to speculate that there is a factual basis to the vampire l...
-Passionate making out with Selena at a bar, the Fifth, with some bros and some girls "Wanna get out of here?" "*Lip-bitingly* Yeah." -Leaving, taking her by the hand. Stop by the bros at the bar and go "*Various thumb pointing to leave gestures throughout* Heyyy, we're gonna bounce so..." -Don't finish the sentence. Get outside and call an Über. W...
Author's note: I have used Danish words and names in this story. Søren is pronounced "Sir-en", and Skjold is pronounced "Shold". * Night was falling over Fort Skjold. As she crossed the courtyard with her two bucketfuls of wood ash, Lina paused to look through the lowered portcullis at the rolling plains beyond. Weather in the north may have been pretty aw...
I sat on the train, my nose buried in a book, my body cloaked in every warm item that scattered the floor of my room that morning. The Chicago weather had just turned rigidly cold, a cold that had slipped my memory with all the hot summer fun of the previous year. Once again, it was time to bundle myself to bare the frigid Midwestern air that blew from Lake...
Your lips smear red lipstick down my rock hard swollen shaft, your French manicured nails rest against my tightened thighs squeezing gently as you graciously slide me in and out of your warm sexy mouth. Your smooth hair flows down your satin blouse as you please my cock. You grab hold at the base of my shaved cock with your fist and lick my swollen head with...
The Room You get on the bed. On your knees you "walk" onto the sheets, still holding my cock. You can feel my pulse race in the palm of your grip. The warm skin, the hard but spongy crown nestled in your palm. You release me and turn around, facing me. I’m standing at the bedside. You go down to your hands and knees, eyes level with my cock. Watching it b...
It was last call at Barry's Night Club. The remaining couples on the dance floor were dancing to Sam Smith's "Stay with Me". From a corner across the room, Jason had watched Karen dance with one man after another. Her sparkling blue eyes and chestnut color hair shimmered under the lights and gave her an ethereal look that made his heart melt. She was a class...
Downstairs in Stuart's dungeon, the lights were quite dim. Mistress Lydia had allowed her slave, Thomas, to walk down the stairs because having him crawl was simply too impractical. Contrary to common expectations, Stuart had created a warm, welcoming dungeon - no bare brick walls and cold floors here. Instead, the walls were padded and lined with red velvet...
I always found something dull about these parties, why did adults always want to dress up in costumes pretending they didn't know each other, despite the tiny masks they wore. "Moray is a beautiful young lady..." My attention was drawn to my mother close by me, this had to be the 12th party I'd been too in 5 years since I had turned18. It was 2017 and yet my...
Lisa Rosley learned the hard way: never underestimate what those little Greys can do. Lisa had taken an interest in extraterrestrials back when she was an elementary school girl. Being the type of child who seldom connected with peers her own age, it seemed almost natural that she would take an interest in the possibility of life outside her galaxy. She spe...