First of all, a big thank you to AsylumSeeker for editing this story and valuable advice - it made, to my mind, a huge difference in how the story reads. Secondly, a note to the reader. This story is part of a series of stories revolving around a family of witches, for want of a better word. Their origins and powers will be hinted at throughout the course o...
All persons in this story are 18 years of age or older. It was like any other Monday morning as I rolled out of bed, showered and got dressed for school. My mother as usual had already left for work and I entered the kitchen for my morning ritual of caffeine and nicotine. I poured the freshly made coffee into my favourite mug and then sat down at the kitche...
This story is humbly dedicated to Lucian. Two millenia ago, he wrote a tale of Ancient Egypt we know today as 'The Sorcerer's Apprentice.' "Oh, darling. Not tonight. I'm so tired." Belinda smiled sleepily at her husband. Once again, his fingers had been roving over her body in an obvious attempt to initiate sex. Now those fingers stopped and withdrew. Simon...
The Second Story: Give It Up For Me, Babe Claire: I love my husband. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for him. Not one single thing in the world. But, with that being said. There is something I haven't quite been able to manage to do yet. Quit smoking. Yes, I admit it. I'm a smoker. I've tried everything. The patches, the gum, the pills, quitting cold tu...
I was lying in a hotel room bed, watching TV. I was waiting for two dancers to join me for an evening of fun. I had met them the night before at Valentine’s, a topless bar. Judy was nineteen. She had short blonde hair, was about 5’ 4” tall with a tight body, and had large perfectly round breasts, as large as cantaloupes that didn’t droop. Her friend, Sandy,...
Author's Note: Fair warning, if mentioning church bothers you, then take a pass on this story, because Wilson is corrupting a nice, church-going girl. ***** Wilson puffed once before softly inhaled another lungful of tobacco. The first puff heated up the cheery tip of his cigarette and released a little cloud of smoke before he filled his lungs with the se...
This is the story of a cigarette, we'll call Jon, who's short life is first ignited, and then summarily snuffed out , by Amanda, the 19 year old daughter of Michelle, her 35 year old mother, who were both heavy smokers. Michelle bought the pack that contained Jon, the subject of our story, at a 7-11 market. Jon's life began in the usual way, for a cigarette...
PART THREE: THE DECADENCE Ben St James could not concentrate in the lecture hall all morning. He couldn't wait to see Rebecca Simmonds at lunchtime. But for the first time in his life; it wasn't just the feelings he had for her, or her looks. It was more. A hunger. He need her; craved her. The night before they had spent four hours just having sex and smoki...
When I turned 21 years old, like any other guy I went out and partied. While I was out I had noticed a woman sitting at a bar and smoking a cigarette. I can't tell you what the woman looked like because I was drawn to the way she was smoking her cigarette. Taking in long deep drags and blowing the smoke straight into the air was amazing and brought my cock t...
After Amber had left I began getting more serious about the progress of her corruption. I realized that I had to try to be more organized and come up with a plan to reach my goal of total 'bad girl.' I decided I would create an itinerary of sorts that would dictate a guideline for Amber to follow. I started simple, I would require her to smoke at least five...