Unedited shortie – “This… I don’t think I can even go out of the house in this.” It was black, tight, and far too short. Her breasts were barely contained and the hem just brushed mid thigh. She couldn’t really move and going anywhere other than the bedroom was out of the question. She glanced …
I found this in my drafts. Click here to start from the beginning. – Mm, she felt so good in his arms again. She’d been stiff initially from surprise, but there was no ignoring the way her gentle curves melted into his frame. He felt her take a deep breath and placed a restraining hand …
Haven’t worked on this since here. Smack my butt will ya. Let’s throw in the added goodness of Masturbation Monday while we’re at it. Go enjoy the others after and maybe I’ll manage to conclude this one someday. — She couldn’t help fretting the entire day about her scheduled meeting with Mr Davensport. It distracted …
Grant my last request and just let me hold you. Don’t shrug your shoulders. Lay down beside me. Sure, I can accept that we’re going nowhere, but one last time lets go there. Lay down beside me. Paolo Nutini – Last Request – He could feel the emotional distance growing, see it in the way …
Unedited quickie She woke with a start. A finger trailed down her spine and she had to suppress a shudder, remembering the role she’d had thrust upon her. Instead she stretched out, flexing her body in open invitation. Her hips settled back into a lap, her bottom cradling the length of a very hard cock. …
I’ve felt off over the last few weeks. It could be hormonal or my recent move closer to home. Whatever is causing my discomfort and ugly feelings needs examined, but not this post. This post is the random story I started last year when I attempted Nano and haven’t looked at. You get it in …
This took on a life of its own. Runaway story alert — He’d called me that from the day I moved in at nine until today even though I was no longer little or home with any regularity. The older man had aged so gracefully in the twenty years he’d lived next door to …
Feeling rusty. Unedited writing exercise. She lived with her vivid dreams. Fantastic things that leapt from her consciousness. So vivid they were impossible to distinguish from reality. Many were harmless. Her as Rapunzel, her hair falling like an inky rope down the side of the castle as she waited for her prince to come. Or …
The last chapter of the story that’s practically my baby. The odds of me publishing it are low, but I hope you’ve enjoyed this. That’s all folks – Chapter 12 Hunter watched Gazelle disappear through the door. His body hardened as the urge to sprint out into the warm night air surged through him, but …
Pushing up from the couch, Gazelle walked through the crowd. It had thickened already, the carefully dressed participants wrapped up in their selected partner. She imagined that many of the playrooms would be full tonight as well. Would Hunter seek her out, or leave her to her own devices? Maybe spending time apart would be …