Fiction - Page 18

My name is Mark and I am eighteen years old, and I am home for summer from University. I have for as long as I can remember I have had this special ability. I have the uncanny ability to get inside of peoples minds and make them do whatever I want and hear what they are thinking

It had taken me nearly three days of sleeping and eating fresh food to get the feel of the desert out of my system and off my skin. Now I was heading for the open moors of the Northern Counties

10:30 P.M. “I fucking…LOVE…this…fucking…music!” Christine gasps loudly, working herself up into a carnal frenzy of pelvic thrusts, timing her gyrations to the thrashing rhythm of the music. “Who are these guys?” she asks Jude as she bounces herself up and down on his fuck stick

Hey im Jess and im 5'5 im a full b i have black hair that goes down to my mid-shoulder.My ass is quite big for me being 12

I live alone now and enjoying the solitude for now. It was late at night and a cool night so I decided to take a soak in my hot tub. I don't have a privacy fence but I am backed up to a conservation area and just had older ladies living on either side

What can I say, I love to be fucked. I’m 5’7”, 126 lbs on a good day, 34-28-32 size C cups, with wavy black hair, with caramel/honey tanned skin, and blue eyes. I’m beautiful but there is a catch. I’m 16, nearly 17, but I don’t live in a state that mandates an age of consensual sex

Chapter 1: Friday 10th – Saturday 11th One Friday morning, I woke up to the sound of my mother yelling for me to come down for breakfast, I looked at my alarm clock and saw that it was 8:09. I got up from my bed and noticed a raging hard on poking through my underwear

For a brief, insane moment I feared they could hear the pounding in my chest. I jerked my head back around the corner and leaned against the wall in the hallway, struggling to catch my breath, trying in vain to force my heartbeat to slow. I only watched for a second or two. Or ten

THE DReAMers: part 2. The girl stood on the shore with her long rustic hair blowing in the onshore breeze as she spread her arm's wide and closed her eyes with the sea lapping around her bare feet

The Suite Life of Zack & Cody: Suite Weekend (Part one) Zack and Cody had just got back from school. As they walked in the door to their room they noticed a not on the table. Cody grabbed the note from the table and began to read it out loud

Mom has a great time part 2 This is the second part of a three-part story in this episode Rita discovers she should have listened to Joann

Double the Trouble An original story by Starrynight Enjoy: David and the girls waved at their mother until she turned around to face the airport personnel and shortly after disappeared behind the gates and scanners of the security check

It was all very likely inevitable anyway. After all, Maggie and George lived in the same townhouse. Downtown and a mile north of the theater district, they owned the old stone upright outright, were its only occupants, and so had the entire place to themselves

Greetings, readers! This short story is one I’ve put together for a contest of winter holiday stories. I’m submitting it on another website within a week or two, so any and all feedback is welcome. I definitely want to submit a quality product for the contest

I looked down at Amber as she held our daughter. The gambit of emotions as I gazed upon her, holding Anna, our fragile little daughter in her arms, was almost too much