I suit the phrase "Lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" to a tee. I have a pretty adventurous imagination, which will play in nicely with my stories. Yes, I write erotica. I have some old stories, but I want to start fresh. I should warn you now: if you're lookin' for the fast quick-fuck stories, you won't find them here. I like to start with a story-line, stimulate the mind, and make your pulse race. Then I wanna make you sweat a little before I have what's between your legs tingle and ache for attention. I hope you enjoy. I know I will >:)
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--= 11 =-- I just looked at Danny, completely dumbfounded. I didn't know what to say, at least, I didn't know where to begin. How did he know? Am I that bad of a liar? Did Kevin tell him? No, he had no chance to. Unless, he texted him on his phone? I played the stupid card: "I uhm, don't know what you're talking about?" "Soph, I was there." I felt like I was going to hurl at this point....
Added 29 Jun 2010 | Category Love Stories
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--= 8 =-- I browsed through my suitcase for something cute to wear before we went out to dinner that Danny promised. I settled on a simple tee and a jean mini-skirt. We went to Friday's because I was craving their fried string beans appetizer. God, that stuff is good. The three of us sat there chatting when the topic of how my day went came up. "My day? Oh nothing special. Just sat...
Added 28 Jun 2010 | Category Love Stories
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--= 6 =-- Danny took off a week straight so that he can show me around. He had every single day planned out. I guess he did that to avoid the awkward silence if we didn't have anything to do. I didn't mind so much, but I wasn't able to see Kevin. Needless to say, I was pining for him, a lot. We started with Bar Harbor and enjoyed the scenery, threw in some hiking and site seeing up...
Added 27 Jun 2010 | Category Love Stories
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--= 1 =-- Sigh, depressing thoughts again. I can't help myself at this point. All I can think of are all the bad things, all the wrong people have done to me, and all the worthless feelings I have of myself. I'm twenty-effing-two and literally don't have a life. I have no job, no money. I'm not in school, and I live at home in Vermont with my parents. (Doing absolutely nothing.) Oh! You...
Added 26 Jun 2010 | Category Love Stories
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