Two high school outcasts discover a magical chair that binds them together, literally. Stripped of clothes and secrets, Maeve and Lila-Beth must navigate a curse demanding total vulnerability. What starts as humiliation becomes an intimate journey toward an unexpected love that will change everything under the blood moon.
“Chee! How can you even think like that?” she said… right before she held my cock and whispered, “It stays between us.” What began as accidental towel slips and sneaky photos ended with her riding me like she’d been waiting years. A real, raw Indian mother-son journey from fantasy to full-on daily forbidden sex.
Burr The Summer of 1992 is a period of growth for Sammy. He becomes serious about Kelley and serious about life. What should be a carefree vacation from school becomes a take-charge matter of urgency when Sammy learns disturbing news of Mr. Oldham's health.
A Narisa Series Story This, my second story, is a slow romantic tale about two young teens: a fourteen-year-old American boy in Tehran, Iran and a thirteen-year-old Iranian girl thrust together by circumstances of culture, religious fundamentalism and injustice due to a confrontation with Iran's morality police that changes their lives forever. It is definitely not a stroke story. There is some violence in this story: please read the preface! A COMPLETE RE-EDIT AND REPOST ON 4-4-10
A Story from The Town On her first day at The Library, Isla is swept into Carrie’s world of fashion, dominance, and fetish, where every outfit, every heel, and every rule is a lesson in trust and restraint. But when a modeling gig turns into a weekend bound as sirens, Isla and Carrie uncover a connection that they both desire, but is ultimately, fleeting. A story best experienced following The Practitioner - Chapter 7: A Neat Little Bow.
A The My Mother Series Story For me at least, this story preserves the beauty of the loving relationship. I also think it is sexier for it's truthfulness.A mother shows her son the way to sexuality by exhibiting her body, her lingerie,, and the ways of sexuality.
A story in the Lesbian Romances Universe
In a quiet library scented with aged paper and cedar, Susan closes an ancient romance novel, tears in her eyes, only to meet Catherine’s gaze—the librarian who has silently loved her for months. Confessions spill out, leading to a night of raw, tear-streaked passion upstairs. Tender touches, whispered “I love you”s, and shattering climaxes bind them. By morning, two lonely hearts have found home in each other, their story forever written between the pages.
Gabriela Rodriguez is a terrorist facing decades in supermax after blowing up a CEO's mansion. Akira Drake is an arsonist. She's a woman with a cause; he's just plain crazy. She thinks too much; he doesn't think at all. They shouldn't want each other. They definitely shouldn't need each other. But in a place where everyone's already damned, what's one more bad decision?
The store bill was just one more thing for Chelsie Karl. Her husband had left, emptied their accounts and, she discovered, had not paid rent or any such thing for a while, since he was planning to leave with his girlfriend. He left Chelsea and their daughter Rachel Ann to sort out the mess. It took much of their time for over a week. And now it was the store bill with three years of interest due. She went to try to sort it out and met there the store manager, Ken Sanders, and a romance was born.