"Stephanie's pussy magically brings a vibrator to life."
The ride to the sex shop was mostly uneventful but Stephanie could not help but notice she was beginning to become aroused.“Wow… what has gotten into me?” Stephanie said as she took several deep breaths. She felt her vaginal lips...
"How he became a werewolf..."
The party was in full swing and was likely to go on till the early hours. Christmas on the plantation was a holiday for the slaves and a chance to catch up with members of their family who were working...
"A teacher meets her destiny in a form she never expected."
My Tuesday morning programming class filed in, like soldiers, or maybe army ants. No, that wasn't fair! They were a good group of people, most of them kids, with a sprinkling of adults to make things interesting, but they were...
"Talia brings her friend."
“Help me move this bed and this rug. We have a bit of work to do before she arrives,” Talia ordered. Seraph did as she asked, and together they turned the bed on its side against the wall. He rolled up...
"Seraph wakes up to find himself under someone new."
Seraph woke to the sounds of slow passion. He blinked away his sleep and propped himself up on his elbows. He was still on Sara’s bed, still surrounded by the candles, and still confused. He saw Sara, his childhood friend,...
"The Rectory stands as neutral ground for the worlds supernatural creatures."
The rectory stood empty for decades, a for sale sign stuck into the soft ground outside the wrought iron gates. The attached church hadn't been used for worship since the end of the war. When the mill went out of...
Lori had been sitting at her desk for over an hour. She was supposed to be doing research, but instead, she sat there staring at her screen and thinking of her options.On the one hand, she could just allow herself...
Lori had been home from Harriet’s for a few hours. She felt energized and slightly electric, but what had actually happened was a little blurry. Her body could remember quite clearly just how good it felt. ‘Who knew that Harriet...
The night is dark silk and sharp diamondsThat you can dress inAnd shadows have fingers and tonguesDarting from the cornersBetween your folds The grass is an altar, the wind is a thiefThat steals your voiceAnd renders you mute so that you...
