When the Summer nights come, the powerful heat of the sun stored up inside the Earth is slowly released in the air. Then, it makes everything vibrate: the aroused crickets lead a musical orgy, the late-night cats fight each other, and the stars twinkle through a dry, lipid sky. It's the time of the wide-opened windows, drinking in avidly the coolness of the...
All characters are 18 and older. ***** Mom claims that she was abducted by aliens, and tattooed for identification, to be used for their breeding program... It's 2:00 a.m. and mom is walking (stumbling) home alone from the bar, just a few blocks away. She turns down a small dark alleyway, to take a pee behind a dumpster, and as she drops her panties down...
THE FIGHTERS Kitana had obviously seen the "fight" between Sonya and Sub-Zero, she pitied the other woman for the humiliating ordeal she had suffered after her defeat; it worried the princess even more, because her first opponent was to be Goro. The four handed giant had always been formidable foe and it was likely that he would remain one in the new format...
Hi All, Blozo here. I'm a fat old retired Registered Nurse who hasn't had an erection in ten years. I write some pretty wild fiction. And I use a lot of descriptions that other authors use too. It never fails that someone in the comments section gets all bent out of shape about the fact, and I hereby stipulate that it is a fact, that what I'm describing...
All characters are fictional and it is no intent on the part of the author that they should represent any real persons, either living or deceased. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. All characters are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years. The track whisked by under her feet as Cassie made another lap, fully enjoying the heat of the...
Our first duty as writers is to write the truth. That does not mean that we cannot, or should not write fiction or fantasy. It does, however, demand that we not tell our readers things which are physically, scientifically, and demonstrably false. We can write about things that do not exist, and indeed cannot exist, in our known universe. We can 'invent' tru...
When she turned 18, a mere two weeks ago, she fled her native pack because the single wolves had become ravenous. She thought that she was saving herself by racing off into the forests, but instead she woke up here, behind the white door—locked in an empty room with white walls and white wood panel flooring, like a padded cell minus the padding. It was unner...
"My bra is so tight today." Just as the words left Sabrina's mouth her top ripped open and her breasts exploded into view, leaping out of her bra. "What's happening?" Sabrina asked, the panic in her voice as clear as day. Her breasts, surrounded by her shirt, hung down. They were smooth and round. "What's going on?" Jen asked, she woke up and tried to fig...
By Droid447 (aka homealone_447) Scarlet and Dolores skipped the last class of college, excited about the upcoming event. They arrived at Leah's house and hurried to the basement. "Okay girls, I spent three hours doing this pentagram. What do you think?" Leah said, watching her friends stepping down the stairs. "It is perfect. This is going to be awesome!"...
(Inspired by Encounter In The Glade and The Perils of Nude Sunbathing By Little White Mouse) * The Statue writhed across the moss as the slug slurped her body. Stella was slimed from head to toe; her hair liquid sleek, her body slick and wet. Her legs slid against the slug's wet skin. Its thick, pink member flowed like slow molasses over her clit. The crea...