Within a mansion where George Hearn was recently hired, a girl not quite living drifted toward him in the form of a mist. Lovely was her voice as she spoke to him and soon he followed her wispy though shapely form to the upper floor of the great house, pausing at the door which she said was her room, the very room where the tough old lady who was his boss place slept.
Come to me, she said.
He didn’t realize her words registered in his mind, not in the fabric of the air. “Where did you go,” he asked, “why can’t I see you anymore?”
The real me is on the other side of the door, and I am oh so lonely.
“But this is Ruth’s bedroom. Do you want to get me fired?”
Oh no, not for anything in the world. Don’t worry. She sleeps with
My name is Dimitri , 23 years old and I lived in a poor East European shit-country where most of the people must work only to survive. So sorry that my English is not perfect. Because I also want to drive a nice car, to have a good smartphone, etc. , like many men, I always search for ways to earn extra money.
On a Saturday evening, in a bar in the centre of the city, some unknown guy came to me and said : 'Hi , my name is Adam , are you interested in a job where you can earn a lot of money ? ' . He was wearing a nice suit , dark glasses, but his voice was soft : the first impression was confidence.
'Of course' I said, and my name is Dimitri . We sat down , he paid me a cocktail and asked : 'if I would say 'no ' if the job is not completely legal. I joked and said , 'if I don't h
Shelley had heard the stories before it happened to her. Here in the outreaches of a South American outback, she had found this cabin where she could be alone and gather her thoughts. She had come here to get over the hurt she had encountered from a broken marriage and a broken relationship. Of necessity, she had contact with the local tribes-people – which is where she had heard many stories of the strange legends and creatures of the forest. And where she had first heard of the people that were called, what was roughly translated into, ‘The Bearers’.
These were women who bore the young of some mysterious creatures that lurked in the forest. Oddly enough, despite the apparent horror of what they went through, these women were held in high regard – as if they were a chosen few. She
Emily house-sits for her botanist neighbor and gets seduced by an enormous flowering plant in the professor's greenhouse.
Adventures in Horticulture
It was not too much to ask, a simple chore, really. Her neighbor, Prof. Masterson, a kind elderly woman who had always been a good friend, had asked Emily to tend to her house while she was away at a botanical exposition. The professor had fallen all over Emily with praise but there really was no reason. Emily was happy to do it and the chores involved were quite simple. She was asked to collect the mail and water the plants inside the house and the adjoining arboretum. It could hardly take more than 20 minutes and Emily had always been fond of the old lady, she was more than happy to oblige when she was asked.
Hi I am ana, I am Thai. Was born male, begin stealing hormones at 12, now I 19. and me 5' tall natural breast kk smallish but almost a "b" cup. I was happy to be Thai Lady Boy. so very very happy. this story is true, but not right names, and it made a choice ffor me, but I not want that choice.
I was new to area I moved to. someone at my work tell me bout a nice young people club no alcohol. Friday nite came, and I went to club. ooked nice outside. inside was too. a pretty american girl behind bar, very tall very nice body, she smile at me and ask what I would like, i order ice tea. we talk a bit, pretty much bout nothing important. she ask where I from, I tell her I am Thai. She remark that they have alot of very pretty ady boys there. i ask how she knew and she say internet, she like
part one of six of this evil tell
Husband and Wife become surrogates to a demon.
1.45 AM, on a Wednesday morning. Not my favourite time to finish work but, the new server was up and running and I didn’t have to be back in until 2 PM, this afternoon.
I drove at a leisurely pace, well aware of the many speed cameras along this stretch of the A12, my only fellow road users were Dutch and Polish Lorries on their way to Harwich or Felixstowe. I was singing along to
A sexy vampire moves in next door and she's hungry for blood and sex so a kind neighbor helps her out.
An undead tale of hunger and thirst.
The hooks on my back tore off my back and was upside down held up by the hooks in my genitals. Instead of blood coming out from balls strangely enough it cum again. When bodyâ€™s weight tore my genitals again was not bleeding it was cum spraying from everywhere â€“ this dream had altered everything real. I splash into round cesspool, swim to its edge as I get on the side, there were people who were
Blood on the walls, the ceiling, the windows, the sheets. The average human carries one and a half gallons of blood in their body, and thats what's covering everything. One point five gallons.
A Vampire seduces his next victim.
It's now summer, and Christina's poor younger brother misses his digested sister so, so much. I think I can arrange a little meeting.
Also, an additional excerpt called Twins. It has no sex, but does finish out the story
Christina is a hot 18 year old that has been the sight of her neighbor's eyes for years. Now finally they will have the oportunity to meet.
I was working as a lifeguard late and a man decided he wanted to enjoy my body in a hot room together. As scared as I was, I couldn't help enjoying the tied up sexiness.
The Curse and Tragedy of My Huge Penis.
Short Story by Carolyn Matthews.
Hello, my name is Robert Williamson, and I am sitting in my
penthouse overlooking Central Park. I hear a knock at the door,
so I get up from the couch to get the morning newspaper. As I
walk back to the living room, I open the paper and read the
headlines. It says "Man's Torso Found in Central Park!", and the