Archive | 29.11.2009
- A New Plaything
I just love my life, mind if I say that? I really do... Everyday is filled with pleasure, it seems, from when I wake in late afternoon until I drift off, exhausted, sometime round dawn. And to think I was so...scared when it all began.
I remember I was sitting in the quad outside my last college class, reading a book and sneaking a cigarette, after band practice while I waited for my folks to pick me up. Dad must've been running late getting out of work, Mom I guessed was still at her "PTA thing". ... more
- The Making of a Ghoul Ch. 1
Amber lay on her bed as August moved over her. His hands and cock bringing her effortlessly to orgasm. So effortlessly she wondered sometimes if she might not even be there. If she could ask him to phone it in. Except for that one minute at the end after she had finished crying out, when he held her head tightly in his hands, his face buried in her hair, his fluids rushing into her body and the trace of his lips on her neck.
He was heavy on her chest in the cool wet afterwards. Never moving until ... more