i'm dying— there can be no other explanation for the way my heart beats against its bone cage the way my lungs tighten and swell as your tongue maps the arch of my throat descends to the curve of my breasts.   i'm dying— burning to death as your hands fan my ribs, nails bite into my skin, tongue departs to explore the burning apex between my thighs leaving a trail of fire in its wake.   i'm dying— as your fingers part m...

The sound of her phone going off screeches through the apartment, and Talia jumps. Her head whips over to where it's placed on the nightstand, flashing LCD screen almost painfully bright against the darkness of the room. Her stomach feels like it's tying itself in knots as she reaches over and snatches it with trembling hands. The screen reads e-royal, and she swallows heavily. Her eyes close and she squeezes the cheap pi...

"Oh god, fuck me, fuck me, harder, please, oh god—" Janice moaned and pressed the vibrator harder against her clit. "Oh god, right there, right there, please, oh god—" Her entire pussy, spread open as far as her thighs allowed, trembled from the intense vibrations. The fingers she used to spread herself open shook, and she couldn't help the occasional swipe from them, loving the change of movement and sensation. "I'm goin...

Briana Dawson is seventeen years old when she first falls in love. Her English teacher, Mr. Ramone, is in the hospital, though none of her teachers will tell them why. There are rumors, though—there are always rumors—that he fell down the stairs and snapped his spine. Which triggered a stroke. And a heart attack. And testicular cancer. Briana doesn't put much weight in the rumors. Doesn't really care enough to. All that m...

"This doesn't mean anything," Brian says harshly against your lips. You glare and shove him further into the wall, delighting in his gasp of pain as his back smacks against the wet tiles. "Fucker," he curses, pushing hard against your chest in an effort to shove you away. You grip his arms tightly, not giving him an inch. He thrashes violently against you until you shove a knee between his legs and grind your thigh agains...

Rebecca thrummed her fingers against the table top in a mindless tune and eyed the door in front of her worriedly. For the nth time in the past two hours she checked her watch, and then the large digital clock pinned above the counter, and wondered if the guy she was meeting today would be another no-show. The bells above the door chimed and she looked up anxiously, only to deflate when a woman pushing a stroller bustled...

I lived in a rather conservative household, not to mention attended an abstinence-only school, and as such I was sixteen years old the first time I watched porn. I waited until just after midnight when I knew my parents would be asleep before I booted up my computer, plugged in headphones, and slipped in the DVD a friend of mine had given me. I still remember so much of it vividly. There were dozens of people gathered in...