*My works are experiments in sexual language and creative endeavor. Please do not take it literally. It is not meant to be porn* I look upon the eyes of youth and the old, fat and saggy body they are contained within. She emerges from the bathroom naked. Her breasts are large and pendulous and lie atop the round spectacle of her belly. My hands scope the...
Authors note: This is a true story. It is very short but it is part one of a series I'm working on so bear with me. Every 18-year-old male is basically a giant erection. When I was that age pretty much anything would get me up to at least half a chub. A tight sweater, a girl in a bikini, a short skirt, hell a cute chick eating a banana or Popsicle was hard-...
Part 17: The Journey of the Slave Morning began at promptly half past six as Ann's alarm rang. She silenced the alarm and felt the presence next to her. She hadn't woken all night, and had slept comfortably with the warm body next to her. "Good Morning Mistress." Jeannette said checking to see if Ann was awake, and going to react to her presence. "Good M...
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You live with your parents in a small village in the countryside. Your village is even too small to have a real Guildhouse, just the local Inn that the few Adventurers use to rest during their long journeys. Some like to tell their stories and, be those real or lies, they sparked a burning passion to everything related to Adventuring. You joined the militia...
Hi, I'm Peter, and this is my story. I am writing it as a warning to others, mainly about not breaking the eleventh commandment – i.e. "Don't get caught." I did and the results were incredibly painful for others and myself. Anyway, to go back a few years, when mobile phones and text messaging were new, and rather trendy, I was working for a guy called Nick....
Here I am at my first ever book festival Many people are milling around, drinking shitty white wine from plastic tumblers. But I'm not here to get drunk. I'm heading straight to see >>>>>> >>>>>>> I heard she was signing books here and, to be honest, that's the only reason I came. I'm gonna ask her out on a date. I push through the crowds of squawkin...
Pummeled non stop Verago was becoming more and more enraged at Malcolm's jarring blows. Distracted by brewing sensations of dread Verago feels his belly on fire. Something had just occurred. His connection to Lilith had been severed. The loss of his Mate stabbed at his soul. Cameron Scott's soul. Knowing he still had the Man's body and soul locked inside him...
Max lay awake in bed, unable to sleep or even get comfortable. His house was being fumigated for termites and he was forced to stay at a friends house for a few days. He was without his essentials for comfort. He wished that he had planned better when he packed to go to his friend Joe's place so he would at least have something to keep him entertained once J...
He stopped the car on a deserted country road, calmly turned the ignition off, then turned to look at her. His eyes trawled over her. She was wringing wet, and her dress clung to her skin, clearly outlining the shape of her slim, shivering thighs. Push-starting a car in the dead of night was not her idea of fun. 'I'm cold,' Sissy said, wrapping her arms aro...