I'd been held back a year in school when my father died, so when I started senior year I was already 18. Some of my old best friends were going off to college and I felt a little depressed about having to go to high school for another year. I was determined to get into a good college though, and hopefully get a scholarship to cover some of the costs of my fu...
Nathan sat in a booth across from Emily in the warm dimness of a local pub and smiled at her. She scowled back. "If you were expecting to fuck me tonight, you can forget it." She was wearing a black leather jacket over a red and white striped tank top and frayed denim shorts. The jacket had slipped off her right shoulder. She left it that way. "What I expec...
The Game Continues Mags was already at the table when the rest of the sisterhood arrived. The wine was ready, the snacks were on the table and at each place a thumb drive lay waiting. Mags had her tablet on the table, ready as well. When everyone was present and they had all poured a glass of wine she pressed the play button on the tablet. They watched t...
Chapter 1 Tommy Thorpe (32), who farmed alone, was whistling as he worked on maintenance of the highway boundary fence-line when he saw an on-coming cyclist making hard-work of riding up the incline. He finished replacing missing staples on some of the battens (droppers) strung between two supporting posts on the almost mile-long of that section of fencin...
My sister, Lisa, was abducted from our home and taken to a small island off the coast several years ago. A cult group called the Ministry held her in their camp, along with others. Me and my mother (Ashley) had uncovered this information from an unknown source after all these years of running around in circles and decided to follow up on it. Once we arrived...
On Thursday morning at 8:50, Camilla got out of Agape's car on Bay Street with her umbrella opened immediately after, for it was pouring rain. She thanked him for the ride to work and hurried into the building where the office was. As she went towards the elevator, she thought about her 'experimenting' on her dad. The marijuana and ecstasy definitely made hi...
I moved around the bed and unbuckled and kicked off my jeans, stood in only my undershorts once again. 'You all right if I stay like this?' I said. 'Of course.' 'I can put on my shirt if you're going to be embar-' She cut me off with a roll off her eyes. 'Look, you've got on more than I have. Just please get in this bed before I get mad.' She propped hers...
Copyright 2017 Matt Nicholson. All rights reserved. Disclaimer - This story is as much extreme BDSM as it is fetish. And, yes, this kind of thing, with all the food and boob-biting and such, is wish-fulfillment at its finest. I make no claims otherwise. If you don't like reading about these kinds of fantasies, "Creme Brulee" won't be your cup of tea. If yo...
Summary: One event, three points of view. Story takes place prior to the Battle of Siria. *** Chapter 1... Shine on Me... If he was going to die, this was a stupid way to go. Of all the ways Jac Jordan had pictured himself blasting out of life—flying the Ghost into a supernova, being blown out of space by an Jaheem cruiser, being disintegrated by a boun...
Anticipation of good things to come energized Bill, as he drove the car from the hospital parking lot to the front door. Faith had finally been released and declared fit to return to normal life. He was eager to coddle and care for her, and to restore the woman that fallen in love with. Faith looked pitiful, sitting in the wheelchair, resting a hand on her...