I suppose in hindsight I must’ve known it all along. Call it pheromones, or woman’s intuition - it doesn’t matter. Either way, I must have known that he was not like any other man I’d ever met just by the way I found myself blushing at the sound of his voice. The way I turned into a giddy little schoolgirl in his presence. Me, the one who went all intellec...
The next week seemed to drag so much that I thought that Friday night would never come. It was just after nine o'clock when I decided that I couldn't wait any longer and headed for the bar. There were a lot more people there tonight and I couldn't see Esmeralda, so I found a space at the bar, ordered a drink and waited. A couple of the girls looked at me,...
***Author's note: This one's a little weird. Silly. Indulgent. Bizarre. If your not into anime, furries, and fetish, you might want to skip this story. It's written sort of tongue-in-cheek. Enjoy! * Kichi was a character in a video game. A slutty, slutty character in a dirty, dirty video game. But that didn't make her existence any less the real. She str...
I propped myself up on my elbows in the white sand of the beach, watching the waves crashing against the shore. The gentle tropical breeze brushed my face as I watched Jason power napping under the shade of a near by palm tree; something he was getting very good at. It was our 4th day stranded on this beautiful island, and still no one seemed to be in any hu...
Slowly making my way across the crowded room to you, feeling your presence more than seeing you. Finally I am standing in front of you, feeling you eyes trace up my skin, the bare feet with the silver chains around my ankles, the short skirt barely covering my sex, a silver chain around my belly, the half demi-bra cupping my breast offering the nipples into...
She woke up before the alarm, as she usually does, and reached over to turn it off. She lay there in bed for a few minutes, delaying the inevitable chill of the morning air. The weather was beginning to turn frosty. And although this was her favorite time of year, that first rush of cold when she got out of her cozy, warm bed was still a shock. She could fee...
Hello again loyal readers. Thank you for the supportive e-mails. I hope you're all still with me after this last part. For those of you just joining us, I'm Jamie. This is the third part of my story, parts one and two are, in order, 'The descent', and 'To spiral further down'. If you want to picture me imagine this...I'm petite with dirty or dark blond hair...
Usually the small collection of toys I kept under my bed sufficed to satisfy my animalistic urges. Firm, flexible implements that could hit my sweet spot and ease tensions whenever I felt the need. But every month or so those physical demands would become so intense that only the touch of a real man would calm them. I worked in marketing and I was damn go...
Chloey exhaled loudly and blew a strand of hair off her damp forehead. The hallway was dank and dark, and she certainly had no business being here by herself. Significantly buried under the earth, the narrow and long hall could collapse at any time. The discovery of the passage was new, and reinforcements had not been added yet. However, Chloey was a girl on...
Chapter 1: Sunday mass Brenda Simmons was bored. It was a steamy Sunday afternoon in August, and she had the house to herself. Her husband, Brad, had been sent out of town on business for two weeks and their two kids, ages 6 and 4, were spending the week with their grandparents 90 miles away. Brenda made herself a light breakfast and thought about her day...