You wounded me deeply, finding some kind of perverse pleasure in it, and I was thinking of all the things I wanted to say - do, while you stood there in the doorway lazily smoking your cigarette. There was a self-satisfied smirk twisting your lips, and I closed my eyes, picturing me slapping it from your face, hearing the resounding crack, letting it echo through the halls of my mind, and feeling the fulfillment of my han...

I’m already sweating, and the night hasn’t even started. Shirt’s half on, collar twisted like I lost a fight with it. My other boot’s under the sink for some reason, and I’ve opened the fridge three times, hoping cold air will do something. It doesn’t. The apartment’s too small for this many people, and there’s only four of us. Veloria’s doing her eyeliner off the reflection of the microwave. Whatever Jet’s taken has hit,...

The Saga Continues Chapter One: Developing A Normal Life Tuesday, October 26, 2004 Waking after sunrise, I slipped out of bed, went to the bath, and returned. Caressing Diana woke her, and she also went to the bath and returned, without her panties. She lay back and allowed me to nuzzle her to a full-body orgasm. She pulled me up into a powerful hug as she recovered. Once her body had calmed, she mounted and rode me until...

Penelope, Pen for short, always wanted to be a writer. She had this yearning back in grade school when she was writing creative assignments for her ninth-grade teacher. It continued throughout high school and into college. Her writing improved steadily over the years, and she found herself majoring in American literature. She was a lonely girl who read a lot. She did not date very often. Once a guy pinched her ass, but sh...

Penelope slept deeper than she had in weeks, her body heavy and spent, limbs tangled in the sheets. When sunlight finally crept across her bedroom, she rolled onto her back with a slow, satisfied sigh, feeling the delicious soreness in every muscle—a reminder of everything Jonathan had done to her the night before. She stretched, a smile playing on her lips. There was no guilt, just a deep, humming contentment, her skin t...

Recap: Brad asked Cody to tongue his hole, and Cody went for it... no hesitation. After deepthroating Brad like a pro, Cody slides down between his legs and starts licking, slow and wet, getting Brad moaning right away. With the camera rolling, Cody spits, swirls, and tongue-fucks Brad’s hole like he’s done it a hundred times. Brad keeps filming, stroking his cock, and finally admits that he can’t cum without something in...

The heat hit harder out here. Ryan had expected cool breezes and pine-scented air—what everyone imagined when they thought of the San Juan Islands. But this? This was a dry, baked kind of heat. The sun was unrelenting. His shirt stuck to his back before he even reached the front door. The house looked exactly like the photos Claudia had shown him—only more impossible. Like someone had carved it from stone and glass right...

Kelly and Nicole were lesbian lovers. Kelly was thirty and Nicole was twenty-eight. Kelly was a full-time teacher, and Nicole had recently become a teaching assistant at the same sixth-form college for girls. The college was known for being strict, and the cane was reintroduced three years ago with the aim to improve behaviour, test, and exam results. It quickly became clear that the cane did work. At home, Kelly was the...

His hands explores Her world in the dark The heat of his breath Dancing on her neck In the deep embrace of the night Every touch is a promise Every sigh a confession She surrenders obienditly And she gives in

The Nightshade’s Rest was the first place he heard the name of the demonic being said to dwell far from the hustle of cities or any honest road. Dorian had come there for a drink and some company, after nights spent cold and sleepless without a roof over his head. He’d spent his last coin on a mug of stale ale, watching the women flirt with guests, trying to earn a little extra before sunrise. One patron sitting nearby, w...