Fantasy

This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 8 ‘Say that again,’ said Voldemort dangerously as he sat in the living room of Malfoy Manor. ‘The n-news just came in an hour ago my L-Lord,’ replied Bellatrix shakily, ‘they s-say Potter broke into Gringott’s.’ Voldemort’s nostrils flared in anger as he began to stroke his newly acquired Elder Wand. ‘Whose vault had he broken into?’ asked Voldemort quickly. ‘R-Ron’s my Lord,’ said Bellatrix quietly. ‘Was anything taken?’ asked Voldemort even quicker. ‘Just one item my L-Lord,’ replied...

It had been quite some time since I last saw Savannah and time had been good to her. Now at 17, she was even more beautiful than ever. Her light Puerto Rican skin had beautiful brown glow to it accentuating her curves even more than normal. She was a picture of pure beauty. Standing 5'6 with full D breasts, thick bottom, and solid legs she struck awe in her teenage counterparts. I was not so intimidated by her rather drawn to her. For all her physical assets, including her full luscious lips, she was rather intellectual. She went to school full-time...

If you haven't read the first story I suggest you read it first.. It's called Alice runs away with Mathew and gets herself filled! please remember I am a begining writer. Enjoy! I can't wait to get fucked, I thought to myself.  I was going to spend the weekend with Mathew my boyfriend.  We've been dating for a long time, and we fuck every weekend.  We first had sex when I ran away from home with him for a weekend. My parents dident notice because their always fighting. I packed some clothes into my bag.  I packed everything I would need...

On Saturday afternoons I used to go to the movies with a few friends. There was one girl I liked and I tried to sit next to her if I could. One afternoon I tried to hold her hand and she let me for a while them pulled it away. After the movies we all went to the milk bar and once more I tried to get close to her. I talked to her and she seemed to like me and I asked her why she pulled her hand away. She said she was beginning to like it but she didn’t...

AUTO-DAD.txt The tension in my belly is a hungry gnawing feeling as I change, yanking off my work clothes quickly, searching for the sweat pants I know are buried somewhere in the closet. The workday today seemed to last forever, the dull twitching and pulsing in my half-thickened cock driving me insane, constantly, maddeningly urging me to rub it through my pants -I couldn't think about anything else all day. I kept fantasizing about being able to take it out right there, stroke it to a full, raging erection, feed it into the warm, full lips of that cute little secretary...

My Japanese Love Part 9: Alicia’s woes In the days that followed I began to imagine what my child would be. It’s nice to know that in all the chaos that has happened in my life some good has come out of it. Akira and I are madly in love and we are having a baby. We told her parents who were extremely happy for us, however as our lives changed for the good, Alicia’s changed for the bad. As I’m doing some yard work I notice Alicia putting out a garage sale sign. Normally she tells me when she’s doing...

It had been a small gathering in Jinx's studio apartment. We had been sitting on Jinx's large four poster bed. When the ohers left, I stayed behind to say my goodbyes to Jinx, because this was the fist time I had met her. The four poster had been intriguing me. I had been looking at the carving at the foot , and I was intrigued. Er---ropes? I asked.. How did you know? The marks on the bedposts. Nice four-poster bed, by the way. Thanks. You're pretty observant. You into bondage? I hedged a bit. Not exactly into it. I've read some...

Please read the first part. It has been years since I wrote the first part ... By the next day, her hands had healed and didn't need my help at all. I had slept till late after fapping the fuck out of myself. I hadn't expected her to be such a perv. I knew I was one but did not know about her. She didn't behave different or surprised with what had happened a day before. I didn't even know what it was supposed to be from here on. I tried to test waters. how are your hands now mom? I...

“Fold.”
 “Shit.” 
The guys and I had been playing poker in the den for only an hour and I was low on funds, I couldn’t believe it, I was on a losing streak. “Clairy, come bring daddy a beer.” I said, summoning my daughter over. She had been laying on the floor watching TV, it was normally not my weekend to have custody but Aileen had messed up the dates and I wasn’t about to cancel on the guys. Looking at my chips, now I wish I had. “Ok Daddy.” She said, getting up to go to the kitchen. I watched...

Author’s note: Fiction – Noun – 1. The class of literature the class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2. works of this class, as novels or short stories: detective fiction. 3. something feigned, invented, or imagined; a made-up story: We've all heard the fiction of her being in delicate health. 4. the act of feigning, inventing, or imagining. 5. an imaginary thing or event, postulated for the purposes of argument or explanation. 6. Law. an allegation that a fact exists that is known not to exist, made by authority of law to bring a case...