Friday Fictioneers: Denied

Photo prompt courtesy of Sandra Crook 100 words or less, make them all count, if you want to join or read more Click the little froggy~ Thank you Rochelle for always hosting this lovely activity ♡♡ Genre: Realistic Fiction Word Count: 97 She looked at the cuff bruise on her wrist. She relived the last night... Continue Reading →

Frozen Lemonade (5)~*18+*~

Our favorite ladies are back finally.. It was about 3 am when we returned home. I called for Zara, but she didn't answer.. Was she asleep? "Zarrrraaa doll, I'm home! Zara?" I opened her door, she wasn't in her room. So I checked mine, as I have often found her sleeping in my bed. If... Continue Reading →

DANGEROUS LOVE (2) ~*18+*~

WARNING: This story is completely taboo, upon clicking "read more" you agree to jump down the rabbit hole. Enjoy. ♥ Our medium sized, 3 bed 2 bath apartment is decorated to the max with Christmas decorations, lights, mistletoe, a small nativity scene made of little hand-carved figures our mommy had made when we were little.... Continue Reading →

Dangerous Love (1- Intro)~*18+~*

WARNING: This story is completely taboo, upon clicking "read more" you agree to jump down the rabbit hole. Enjoy. Also, I would like to thank one of my nearest and dearest friends for the idea, I was looking for something "different" and I got it. ♥ August, 23rd 2014, was a dark and stormy day... Continue Reading →

The Sorcerer (2.5) ~*18+*~

I could feel her against me, stroking me, softly, tenderly.  I took her hand, guiding it along my shaft, savoring the feel of her soft skin against mine. I coaxed her to stroke faster, and harder, I needed this release. I had been trying since I had heard her moaning next door while making a... Continue Reading →

The Sorcer (2) ~*18+*~

I hucked a throw pillow at the door, screaming in frustration. Did he have to deny me? I’ve heard of edging but isn’t this a bit extreme. What. An. ASSHOLE. I screamed again and then decided, like every other time I am denied release, I should just go take a bath. I picked my clothes... Continue Reading →

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