I was a 27 year old virgin, and pretty much a loner. I had no problem with that, though, because I placed greater importance upon compatibility than I did sex. I never needed help having an orgasm, and I felt "conquests" were disrespectful. I wanted someone who was actually right for me, as opposed to just sufficiently wanting to be with me. Also, I wante...
A/N: Sorry for this update taking so long guys, don't be surprised if this chapter sucks. The writer's block has been chewing on my brain for quite awhile. I'm trying to get Leanna to start showing some spirit, she's been lacking it since she got caught up in Fahmeer. * The next morning Leanna woke feeling a bit better, she was to be discharged from the ho...
Dear Mr. Right, I don't know you yet, I haven't found you, but I wanted to tell you about some of the things I hope we can experience together. Forgive me if my writing is sporadic and unrealistic. As you will know, by the time and/or if I let you read this, I am limited in my experience, so I may not fully know what is and isn't possible. As you know, you...
Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, futanari, huge cock, huge breasts, size difference. Disclaimer: all characters are 18+ ***** "I hope I didn't hurt him too bad..." Pyrista muttered, chewing her lip nervously as she slowly walked away from the healing rooms, leaving Rhuno in the hands of the paladins more devoted to the healing arts. The pale-skinne...
Dear Readers, So sorry this story wasn't posted right after Ch. 8 like I promised. I went through the whole submittal process and thought it was a done deal, but when I went back to check on their status a day later, I saw for some reason 9 hadn't saved. Thanks again to AlreadyTaken for all her editing and advice! Titania ****************** CHAPTER NINE...
Karen was as giddy as a school girl as she waved goodbye to her "Hero" and moved to exit our row of seats. She didn't try in the least to cover her happiness or her body as she squeezed past the three college lads. Why she didn't choose to exit in the opposite direction, where no one was sitting, I will never know. She even seemed to give them a little shimm...
(To the reader: This is the third in a string of many correspondences between a former professor and myself. It started out to be just a harmless little distraction for myself, to break up the day. It became so much more, so unrepentantly.) * She still couldn't believe that he was still in the game. She wanted him so badly. It was becoming increasingly di...
Ariel pulled onto her street after leaving work. She didn't need a job, her mom and dad payed for everything she could want or need, but she got bored. A lot of the people she worked with resented her, but she drove a shitty car cause she didn't want one given to her, and she worked to have something to do. As she went to pull in the driveway she seen his ca...
One of my secret ambitions is to be a screenwriter and a director. An Academy Award winning screenwriter and director. And of course, I want all the perks that go with being an Academy Award winning screenwriter and director: a house in Pacific Palisades, a Cadillac Escalade, Nissan NSX or a convertible Mustang GT, maybe all three; I suppose it depends on th...
The office has been abnormally quiet; neither of us willing to talk about what has happened. You go about your business and I go about mine. Each of us seem to be afraid to mention what happened the other day. Afraid of breaking the spell? Unsure that it had really happened? Embarrassed? Or delighting in the possibility of it happening again? And it doesn't...