She was so beautiful. Her long black hair tapering down the back her long satin black dress. Her nipples hard underneathe the thin fabric, which of course was an indication that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She heard the doorbell rign, it was Tristan. She opened the door, Tristan’s mind and dick were happy to… Continue reading Untamed Passion
She gasped as his body pressed hers into the bed. His lips were on hers, tongue dueling with her own. Fingertips trailed the sides of her body as his crotch ground into hers, allowing her to feel him heavy and hot against her through his pants and her underwear. She hooked her fingernails into his… Continue reading In His Eyes — cont’d
I used to think Mr. Crawford was just a nice man. He always hugged me and gave me presents when I saw him. When summer came, I leaped at the chance to work at his junk shop. Yes, a real junk shop, piled to the ceiling with dusty relics and furniture. All I had to… Continue reading Summer Job
Once we had freed his arms from his shirt, I moved higher up his body to straddle his chest. I took hold of his hands and interlocked my fingers with his, he smiled, still with his eyes closed, I pinned his hands to the bed, leaned in close and kissed the corner of his mouth,… Continue reading In The Bedroom (Net Friends part 4)
“Here.” Michael tucked the gun into the rear end of Virginia’s jeans. “What are you doing?” Virginia asked.
Some people try to tell me the darkness goes away. That it is just a passing phase, but what I found out is really true, is that the darkness stays while everything else fades.
Maxiumus was a bit surprised when 2 hours passed and still no Sodina. Maiumus flipped though a book, his thoughts on Sodina only.
The first time I saw him I fell in love with him. He was a little over 6′ with blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore glasses, the ones like old men wear to read their morning papers. He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, not for the style, but because he couldn’t afford much… Continue reading Desperately Seeking Steven
Simon awoke sprawled on his bed in his usually fashion, spread egale and bare assed. Smiling to himself about some half remembered dream, he slid out of bed. Giving himself a long standing stretch and scratch, he wondered what and who the evening would bring. He ambled over to his closet to find something to… Continue reading Simon says