What Friends Are For

_Author's Note: Please note that this is my first story and all constructive critism would be greatly appreciated. _edit* Thank you for all your support and comments, apologies for the long wait for the conclusion to the story* Chapter 1 Sophie was 18; she had looks that most women would die for. Her hair was a gorgeous brown colour which flowed to around 2 inches below her shoulder line. She had icy-blue eyes and a very slightly pale skin tone. She was still a bit depressed when her boyfriend dumped her for a girl whom Sophie did not like one bit. In order to cheer her up, her best friend Sammy had invited her to her house for the weekend as Sammy’s mother was visiting friends in the Lake District which, by train, was two hours away so there would be minimal disturbances from her for the duration. ...

What Happens in Vegas....

Author's Note: Hope you enjoy the story. Emanual Caine, Magician Extraordinaire Erica and I were beating the odds in Las Vegas. We had hoped a plane Friday night after work and had been gambling 24/7 for the last four days. We had more than paid for the trip with plenty left over. Our biggest concern as always was how to hide the winnings from the IRS when we returned to the Corporate Chaos that awaited us next Monday. The casinos were comp’ing everything under the sun in an attempt to recoup their losses. But it seemed we were unstoppable as the chips rolled in hand over fist. Erica had just rolled snake eyes at the craps table to the applause and dismay of the cheering crowds. She had been on a roll literally for the last hour with so-called “beginners-luck”. High rollers were dropping thousands with each throw and the money just kept flowing. ...

What have I Done?

After a busy day in the office Sharon finally arrived home to her large apartment on the 13th floor. Sharon was a young girl of 24 with blonde/brown hair and a slim body. Sharon was concentrating to much on her career that she had forgot about her social life. The boys always hit on her in the office or on the street, they all wanted her. They all wanted that tight pussy that’s between those sexy legs of hers, but Sharon had no time for all that. ...

What The Fuck?

Author's Note: English is not my native language, and this is my first submit, so if there are some writting mistakes, I apologize. If they are unforgivable, either you can tell me or you can go fuck yourselves. ;) The story has a romantic first part, a dark ugly second part, and an unexpected ending. Special thanks to Olive, Elizabeth, and William for being so brave and so honest, which, sometimes, is the same. ...

What You Wish For

Chapter 1: Lowered Expectations I couldn’t believe my project was finally complete; after only three months I could finally enjoy the fruits of my labor. Shaking with excitement, I stood in front of the device overpowered with emotion. Fear, excitement, joy and pleasure coursed through my veins at once. If not for the tightly locked chastity belt I knew I would have been on my third or fourth orgasm. Before I get into the details however, I should start with a little background first. ...

White Flag (Mad Crazy Love)

Author's Note: There are also some illustrations for this story that can be found at Deviant Art and Visionsofdarkness. Happy hunting. Chapter 1 I’ve always been the kind of person who likes to listen to songs that have a personal meaning in my life. Lately, I’d been listening to White Flag, by Dido, a lot-so much, in fact that I know when I finally stop listening to it I would probably never want to hear the song again. ...

Who Dares?

Ann eased herself into the steaming hot bath, a much-needed tension breaker. As she lay there swirling the scented waters over her tired and aching body, Ann began to think of ways to enjoy a long week-end. Her favorite idea was to think of a Dare for Carol. Even though the game was one they had played since college, lately it had been taking some decidedly kinky turns. Ann remembered the first time the game had taken such a sexy turn. Carol had held up a pair of shiny silver handcuffs and dared Ann to wear them out to a movie. They had draped a sweater over her cuffed hands and gone out. Ann could never remember what movie they saw, she had been so distracted by her pinioned hands…. That night was the first time she and Carol had made love. ...

Whose Really Fishing?

Part 1 About once a month my friends and I would go fishing at a local lake or river. It was our time to get away, and we looked forward to it. This month we were at a local river, with myself and 6 others. There were both boys and girls on our group. I informed the group that I was going to go down river a little bit. This was my usual course of action, I liked to be by myself sometimes and I would find a quiet place and then set up shot. After a few hours I return back to my friends and get a beer and a dog from our grill. ...

Winry's New Mistress

Author's Note: This is the first time I’ve tried writing erotic Literature, I hope that anyone reading this will find it intresting. All critique is welcome. Chapter 1 Mrs Winery sat at her desk marking a series of papers that’d been submitted to her earlier that day. They each analysed several of Shakespeare’s works, comparing them and such. Each was very similar, it was very dull to read them one after the other, but she carried on, just thinking what she’ll be doing once she was finished. ...

Winter Break Distraction

Well after finally graduating from high school and starting college it was weird to come back home for the break. I was all excited at first but then I realized quickly how few of my friend stuck around. I’m from a very small town and I’m quite a bit the youngest in an otherwise very religious family. All I had to look forward to was the family and that is enough to drive a girl insane. ...