CHAPTER ONE: SUNDAY. An unexpected meeting in the cemetery. Tim Bloomfield put a sketchbook, soft pencils, stanley knife, eraser and pens into a plastic carrier bag, walked carefully down the stairs from his flat, let himself out of his front door tucked between a pizza restaurant and an estate agent, and crossed the road under a hot June sun to the entra...
Categories: Oral, anal, Group, Love. 23. Showered, dressed and fed, I left around nine am and headed home arriving in forty minutes. I did the usual security checks and parked in the garage and found the girls in the lounge. Maddy jumped up and ran to give me a big hug and kiss. "How did it go?" She asked, two questions in one, the sneaky minx. "Pretty g...
Javier felt utterly out of place, in black clothes that didn't feel formal enough. Jacob had led the ceremony in his own living room, even singing a short Buddhist prayer. Javier went up to burn incense when it was his turn, staring dully at Mr. Tanaka's body. They'd found a black kimono to dress him in. Such a pointless death, for a man who might still have...
This is an entry in the 2012 Nude Day story contest, so please vote. Honest feedback is always appreciated. Copyright Foolstop June 2012. This is a work of fiction. The events, settings and characters described here are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. For all scenes that depict sexual activity, all participants...
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock T S Eliot ◊◊◊◊◊ There is a tree I think of from time to time. A tree in winter, it's limbs bare. Blackened bark, wet with cold rain. I stand and look at it's limbs fracturing upward i...
Thank you everyone for the kind words and feedback!! This has been a fun and educational process and I am already looking forward to spin off stories!! ***** Stretched out on Lulu's bed she's sleeping quietly, another lost day. We have to go back to reality at some point though. I want to talk to her, but every time I try to broach the subject of us she...
Again, thanks to Jezzaz for the loan of his characters. And I did research on everything I wrote, so if you're Catholic, don't be angry. I have no feelings for your religion one way or the other, but I do respect it, and I mean you no offense. And yes, the main character is a bit over the top, but sometimes that's what is needed. I remember Harddaysnight t...
Chapter 57: A New Dream The drive back was uneventful, and the rest of the day was spent to put things away, plan our agendas and come back to real life. Weeks came and went, and we had one major problem. The due diligence we had ordered when we had looked at the company in Southern Australia was full of flaws, and I assumed that fraud was involved. It too...
-XIII- When morning broke, the lovers awakened on the far side of each other, but had dreamt they were never apart. As she stirred, her world for once made of something painfully beautiful, Valentine knew a moment of pure joy. She rose glowing, chest burning with ferocious happiness. When grogginess faded and her mind was sharp with the day, her emotions b...
This work is a sequel chapter to 'Cursed Seas Chapter 1: The Wishing Stone'. This chapter features lesbian sex, masturbation, cunnilingus, and scissoring, among other acts. It also has violent and action-filled content completely unrelated to any sexual acts or sexual depictions. Thanks to Gamina for Beta Reading. * * * As always, Veradine Stoker woke...