I felt the need and the requirement to read the last novel in the Twilight saga. It is a set of four books so not really a trilogy. The word 'saga', as it has been referred to is quite an appropriate word. I realized as I finished the last novel that I had read over three thousand pages of a very simplistic and stereotypical story. In doing research on this...
This is a Summer Lovin' Contest Please give me the courtesy of your vote. All characters in the story are all over the age of 18-years-old. * A retired stripper and prostitute goes in business for herself "Debbie, Dear Debbie, Be honest. Tell me the truth. In the way that women barely wear any clothes during the summer, are all women whores?" Signed,...
I hate doing laundry in the summertime. During the rest of the year it's not that bad, but in the summertime, my sister-in-law is home from school, and stays with us, resulting in a fifty percent increase in the amount of laundry that I have to do. It wouldn't be so bad if she contributed while she was here, but all she ever seems to do is go out drinking wi...
The darkness enveloped them both, lit only by a small pink-shaded lamp on her side of the bed. They'd been married for years, until chance and the fortune of summertime alone, free of children for a short time, led them to discover their lovemaking anew, slow and sensual, a contrast to the hurried, giggling, sneaking around after the kids were abed. She wo...
{{{AUTHORS NOTE: THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY TO BE CONSIDERED ASS THE SPIRITUAL SUCCESSOR FOR MY DRAGON BALL Z UNIVERSE SURVIVAL SAGA ONWARDS STORY!}}} (Home of Karkoraen and Tights) Gorten was the Second Son of Karkoraen, younger brother of Garten, and Older Brother of Taurè, like His Siblings and Cousins he was a Human-Saiyan Hybrid, and could become a Super S...
Neapolitan is the first word that comes to mind. The chocolate of my skin, the shocking pink of my tongue, and the suggestively creamy white of the vanilla ice cream. No more than two seconds, really – but it's already got you hard, thinking of what else is pink and brown and likely to be spread with cream. My sundress is unremarkable – you've seen a hundr...
It was summertime, but the night was cool and crisp. I was 18, at the peak of my early sexual awakening. I went to a concert, a small no name band I don't even remember, with a bunch of girlfriends. Afterwards, we were hot, sweaty, thirsty, and looking for likeminded company. There was a group of guys from out of town in the smoking area, and we thought they...
The accusation and realization of a summertime fetish of bra and panties stuns Jimmy. * Jimmy has a fetish that rears its ugly head in the summertime more than it does in any other season. Without doubt, the summer is when he sees more panties and bras, the two things that gets him sexually aroused. He never knew he had a fetish, until recently. He thought...
Summertime. Deirdre loved the sultry heat of summertime in her small southern town. It seemed like everything took on a rosy glow and moved more languidly in that season. She loved the feel of the noon-day sun upon her bare back as she sunbathed, such as she was doing now. She knew that sunbathing was unhealthy. But, hell. Deirdre Chorde had done a lot of "...
Deepest Darkest, Is a story of the darkest fantasies of humanity, our secret desires which we are too humble to admit we enjoy. But here are the anonymous and like minded readers with ravenous, raw, and unquenchable hungers to fill. Below here awaits an adventure into the unfathomable depravity, the only guideline to those who write is to adhere to our sites...