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"I pin her hips against the wall and plant my hands on both sides of her shoulders, feeling the rough texture of the wallpaper beneath my palms. My mouth dives down to her exquisite neckline, kissing my way down her jaw and finding the tendons that stand out along her neck."
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Chapter I

: In A Si...

The Last Incubus: Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Remote control orgasms.
"A lying tongue hates those it hurts, and a flattering mouth works ruin." Proverbs 26 v. 28.
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Thursday, December 7
6:30 comes early when you get to bed after 3 AM.
The hot shower helped to revive me a little, but I still felt lik...

Chapter 4

After leaving Yazmin's mountain home, I headed for Barcelona. I'd spent longer than planned getting to Barcelona and decided to leave the rest of Spain for another holiday. After checking in at a hotel, I spent the remainder of the day checking my share portfolio and lottery wins. Financi...

The Lie Comes to Light


The night air was thick with August heat, but the house was cool--almost too cool. Zariah sat on the couch in one of Malik's tees, bare legs folded under her, hair wrapped, eyes closed. Her body still hummed from the way he touched her that morning. Soft. Unhurried. Like he ...

His is the story of a rejected, just twenty-year-old boy and an overweight, in her view, nineteen-year-old girl meeting in a noisy nightclub, both feeling the world of love and happiness had no place for them. They meet in desperation, vowing not to get too emotionally involved ever again but to jus...

Chapter 19 -- I Smell Smoke
Tuesday January 3
My eyes blinked open, and I looked over at Brook. She'd managed to kick off the sheets during the night. That would explain why I felt cold. She was gloriously naked, so I took a moment to take in her exquisite body. It reminded me of our fun last night ...

Pressure Always Finds the Cracks
The sun rose hot and mean, like it had something to prove. Zariah stepped into the backyard barefoot, the grass slick under her soles, a damp sheet slung over her shoulder. Malik's T-shirt hung off one side, the neck wide enough to show the kiss he'd left on her coll...

*** All persons involved in sexual activity are over 18 years of age ***
Early September
Year 5 of Us
Sunday
I felt the bed shift before a hand began to caress my back. I snuggled closer to Lacey, smelling her hair through her night cap. I smiled as she wriggled against me, then I realized that the ...

Prologue
The group of men my father is talking to look rough. Most of them aren't shy about the guns strapped to their hips. I'm used to it, strange meetings with violent-looking men. Father drags me along to these things like I'm his prized possession, never lets me out of his sight.
Until this tri...

This is a reworking of the first stories I wrote about Linda. It covers the last half of her senior year in high school, the beginning of her exploration of her sexuality to the loss of her virginity. Some new parts have been added, but it has all been re-written and hopefully improved. I will conti...

Welcome back gentle reader
Every D&D campaign I've played in always had its own flare of how the DM interpreted the rules. One of the campaigns I ran had a couple DMs playing in it, and at times the rule debates would get heated. Usually over the dumbest things. Like the volume of a fireball. A 20 f...

The Slap
Scene One
Bar, late night. Rain slicks the windows. She's at the corner, tall glass of something neat, legs crossed like a throne. You walk in like you own the air.
She catches your glance but doesn't hold it. Too proud. Too used to weak men falling at her feet, giving her the illusion of p...

"Real treasure!" Luke exclaimed, taking the offered dirty gold doubloon from Jake.
The stocky detective turned to pick up the second doubloon that had fallen out of the fleeing car. However, while he bent over, another person barreled into him. The impact sent Jake and the other man to the asphalt p...

"AAHHhhhhhrrghhh!" Kate screamed in frustration, pushing back her chair to thump her forehead against the dining room table. "Why is it so fucking impossible to find a decent apartment in this city? I thought, you know, 'wait until after the holidays and there should be openings' but noooooo...."
"W...

The Architect


Mitchell Imhoff

Ethan Maynard regained consciousness slowly, painfully aware that someone was putting staples into his scalp but unable to complain about it. Gradually he understood that he was in the hospital and why.
It all goes back to his early childhood, he thought. He was born...

Act I -- The Afterglow Isn't Always Gentle
Introduction
Zariah didn't plan to stay. Malik didn't plan to forgive. But one blackout, two bare bodies, and a decade's worth of tension later--plans don't mean a damn thing. Between the sheets, they find fire. In the daylight, they find everything else: s...

Chapter 10: MARRIAGE AND MORE
Johnnie and Gertie marry
It turned out that Gertie's mother Dotty and Johnnie's mother Milly got on together like a house on fire and made all the arrangements for the marriage, very much following the traditions of the Standhope family. Apparently they both shared a lo...

Disobedience Has a Price
It had not taken many years since ordered societies' demise for the institution of slavery to again take precedence. At the onset of the war, the strong were already beginning to lean towards slavery as an ideal. Many survivors would, after all, do anything to be accepted in...

Chapter 3

Leaving Bavaria, I headed east over the border to Salzburg, Austria. I spent a few days there, attending a Mozart concert and seeing the sights. Classical music wasn't what I usually listened to, but I enjoyed the 'classics', and you couldn't go to Salzburg without listening to the maestr...

Chapter One
Clara Longley tucked a stray strand of brown hair behind her ear as she surveyed the chaos of her office. The beginning of the fall semester at Georgia State University always brought a particular kind of frenetic energy that exhausted and invigorated her. Afternoon sunlight filtered thr...

Mittens Has Class


Chapter 22 - Cats Think Better When They're Eating


**Characters and text are protected under copyright law

Though Mittens never fully stopped worrying about Valli, she was able to get herself mostly distracted from her concerns by helping Master set up scenes with Chloe and Kr...

Chapter 18 -- Here, Hold My Beer
Sunday January 1
We all came out of the terminal to find a bigger plane than I expected. Brook and I had sprung for a charter flight to LA from our local airport. With us were all our friends who were staying for the week.
"I thought we were getting something practic...

My phone buzzed like a phantom somewhere under the damp, tangled sheets, relentless as a guilty conscience. Dylan's musky cologne still hung in the air, pulling me back to the shower--his mouth searing my throat, hands gliding over my soapy skin. Of course it was Mom, her Catholic panic kicking in b...

[Therapy Office -- Audio Recording Begins]
The door clicked shut behind her. She didn't sit right away.
She hovered. Nervous energy curled around her body like smoke, hands fiddling with the strap of her purse.
Then, like surrender, she exhaled and crossed her legs on the couch, slow, deliberate, as...

There they were. Lined up by the dozens.
Uniformly tall. Uniformly beautiful. Nearly uniformly blond.
Marching out the front entrance of their glittering sorority house in their coordinated pea coats. Casting nary a glance at the house staff attendants who dutifully held open the enormous double doo...

"Maybe you should come inside," Kate replied calmly. Almost too calmly. She motioned to the door. "We just finished packing a bunch of old family heirlooms to ship off to my cousin in Colorado and are about to order some pizzas. Would you care to join us?"
She tried not to notice Savvy and Jerry exc...

"Sir,
PSALM 14:
PROVERBS 26:11
It seems that you intend to proclaim your blasphemy in public. If you have not renounced your folly by the fateful hour, all assembled shall perceive with their own eyes an Evolutionist's degraded nature.
For the good of your soul, I am,
ONE WHO PRAYS FOR YOU"
I found ...

Chapter 74
Mitchell stared at the sprawling medieval metropolis before him. He imagined it was what London or Paris must have looked like in the Middle Ages. Or maybe even Rome since Mitchell knew that, at its peak, there were roughly a million people in the city whereas London in the Middle Ages di...

Chapter Ten
By my fifth conscious summoning, the novelty had worn off.
When the world froze the next evening, I made myself just as still and waited. The fire came, followed by a flash of purple, and just like every time before, I was carried away from the comfort of my apartment.
I was back in the ...

Jaleh knocked on the door, hoping that someone would open it.
She knew Rebecca was inside the house, but did not know if anyone else was home, and wasn't sure if Rebecca would be in any mood to answer it. If she'd still had access to Jessie's powers, she could have reached into the girl's mind and m...