Authoritarian - Page 79

There is a blow job describe near the end of this story and there is a clip that inspired the writing of the Shannon series. There are links to the clip at the end of this post, (Shannon II part B) that will direct you to the clip. To me it is one of the hottest things I have ever seen

YEAR WAS 1965 Rodney this is how I became as you know…it’s a true but short story. The year 1965 I was 12 years old. My neighbour across the road had asked if we could go to the swimming baths over the river. My mum told him that would be good as it was school holidays

13 Months…it was thirteen months in captivity, now finally in the sanctity of my permanent home. We have lost one in our family; do not know if he is still alive…hope so. But we have also added three more to our family

Over the next few days, Janis was in the tower mostly to check on things. Kaarthen knew her to be making another move in the drawn out game of favor and dominance the Goddess’ Priestess and Champion played

Author's note: This story is fictional. All the names have been changed to avoid any similarity there could be with real events

This is a series I wrote for an email group of which I was part. It must be fifteen years since I wrote it. I've mentioned Bondage but it's only very mild, similarly the place of work isn't a prominent feature, it's more a romance with sex than anything else. But it's not all that bad

Right guys. This is my first story so give me some genuine feedback please. This story doesn't specifically involve any sex. It's just a template. I want to do things differently here. I want to know what you want me to do to the characters

*Note: This is a work of fiction and may not be accurate in all areas of ME lore or timeline, it's a smut, damn it

Chapter 1 Thank God for the scholarship. Without that Brooke didn’t think she could afford college—at least not this college. She had run cross country for five years in high school, actually starting as a precocious eighth grader, eventually winning States as a senior

Nathan told Melissa, "well clean up and we'll get something to eat." Ignoring what she had said. He straightened himself up, and left her room, and headed for the kitchen. As he pulled some food out of the fridge, the phone began to ring

I am a 18 year old now in college, and my story begins when I was 17 and got my license. I was allowed to drive with a group of friends and two supervising teachers to a Habitat for Humanity Trip they had set up for the needy down in South Carolina

There is a creeping attempt to sanctify the truth in sexual literature in the name of social good. I see it here and in other adult literature boards. It is not the fault of the editors as they try to balance freedom of expression with staying off the censors hate system

No title(yet) I first saw him at the mall. It was the day before Christmas, Christmas Eve. He was The best Christmas present that fate could ever have come up with. Then I saw the girl he was with. Amidst the choice words that I was mentally calling fate and the girl rose one thought

Home Economics Continued She got ready for his return, getting a couple of items she needed and preparing the guest room. He held out through the next day, and the next, but he showed up on her doorstep the third day and rang the bell

I watch her. Light, cold from the fridge dissipates the gloom of the kitchen, turning murky again as indistinct shadows lap at her edges. Poise. Her soft curves at once appearing and disappearing as she plays tacitly with the milky glow. She has her own shadows