The closing chapter, kinda long with but all the love-making that was missing in the last chapter... ***** I arrived at Stowmarket Police Station as the place was coming to life, and my concerns were soon put to rest. Why they couldn't have done that in the corridor when her parents were watching I'll never fucking know... They told me what had happened t...
Dockside Birdie, rest a little longer, 'Til little wings are stronger, So she rests a little longer, Before she flies away.+++Tennyson, Sea Dreams Not far from the Tower of London, a few hundred yards at most and flanking the old city, there is a small marina, and actually, as marinas go, it's a decent one. A bit of a chore to get to -- fighting mad tides...
Steve had a problem as he was truly a true sex addict. This malady has been all the rage in the media lately, and there is considerable debate in the Psychiatric community as to whether Sex addiction is a real disorder or just a fancy way of excusing bad behavior, but, if it does exist there would be no doubt that Steve would be exhibit A. His hormones ruled...
Everyone in this fantasy is over eighteen, and so should you be! I originally thought to post this in ' erotic horror' but my previous effort in that category seems to have had little response. Anyway, this is longer – I hope it holds together and is a bit of fun. Laura Crane considered herself a normal enough young woman. She was twenty two, and wo...
Having survived the end of summer orgy we enjoyed with our friends, Jane and I, along with our roommates, settled in for another school year. Jane and I went into the year having maintained a 4.0 GPA the first year. This year would see us tackling some tougher courses but we still had some mandatory classes to take. Our household ran well with the inclusion...
Author's foreword: Warning: if you read this both reconciliation and a new love awaits: please move on and read someone else's submission if you will be offended. As usual a reader cannot 'get it up' with my room-temperature sex descriptions and I use multisyllabic words to express my POV of life in general both in the story and the dialogue. I am pleasantly...
Chapter 6: I Love You, Do You Love Me? Everything smells and feels sweeter, for the first time in a long time I feel like everything bad that's happened to me is washed away. It's like I've entered a new state of being, like I've overcome every horrible thing that's ever happened to me, and I owe this all to my new family. I love you. Those words never fe...
Pt. 07 – Wednesday Mid-Day This is another part to the story of a beautiful American businesswoman (Elaine) who comes to Jamaica to relax and eventually ends up working in an island whorehouse to pay off a debt. The story began when her husband, Paul, and she arrived on a weekend to relax and enjoy time together before Paul left on a business trip that wil...
~~Natasha~~ She coughed. Talking wasn't working too well. Lungs punctured, ribs cracked, and while her vitae was doing its best to heal her so she could talk, the thick liquid caught in her throat and on her tongue. Best she could do was nod when it said Kindred. The beast stood back up, and turned to face its pack. Each put Goliath to shame, and she wince...
Erin on the Gambling Table (Overhauled). --- Chapter III. Do ends justify the means? --- "Here, wear this," Cassius unceremoniously told her as he handed her a paper bag. He seemed mentally busy; his thoughts focused on something else. The fact that he was handing her clothes after he had forbidden them completely was strange enough, but the contents of...