Lives for Sale: High Risk
Lives for sale: high risk schlick, shuffle, creak... sicario woke to a most pleasant sensation coming right from his manhood. he didn't open his eyes yet, though, until a foreign pair of lips pressed against his own.
Reflections on Suicide: The Game of Risk
Perhaps that is why these risks seem so appealing: the excitement from the risk, the challenge of creating a strategy, and the satisfaction of executing your strategy.
Thin Walls and Close Quarters
Story and characters by Darmalus. Story inspired by an idea from Lalamika. Many thanks to H.P. Lovecraft. Cast David Cevalo Jenny Cevalo Thin Walls and Close Quarters The apartment was small and rather drab, dingy grey walls covered in cheap...
Best of Three
Whitney laughed, "I still can't believe just how much we STOMPED those fucking losers." The otter gal flopped backwards on the couch, bouncing off Ian's side in her sudden sprawl. The other otter had to grab at his beer to keep from spilling it. "Hey,...
Not alone
#15 of poems 2014 to feel whole you need to risk being more lost but the thought of being complete, the thought of being out of the dark even momentarily seems oh so worth it, finally receiving that adrenaline rush that contagious smile, after so
Path to happiness
What are you willing to risk? will the happiness you gain, outweigh the pain that might be caused in the process?
Best of Three: Rematch
While he sure as fuck didn't mind fucking her, in fact he loved it, that risk... tucking an arm under her neck, he nuzzled into her neck. the sow humming quietly as she rubbed her cheek into his arm.
Addiction - Chapter Nineteen: Risk and Reward
I guess we were taking risks again, i thought as my brother continued to press against me, dumping all the sperm he could muster at the gates of my womb. safe sex was fun while it lasted.
Lockdown (read at your own risk)
This is very important, so read this part. For those of you in the back, pay attention: The subject matter in this story may trigger emotional distress involving lockdowns and active attacks. I know because I've joked about these kinds of things...
Wilderness camping
Sweat occasionally drips down your forehead, arms at risk of giving out on you and dropping your fancy tent, so you decide to stop for a short break.
Take Three
"was you, little miss lets-risk-it." whitney looked back at him, hair falling over her eye as she smirked. "well then, let's. your risk of being caught, and my risk of..." she leaned forward and placed her hands on the railing. "let's really go for it."
Commission: The Birds and the Beehive
"well, was that a risk? my big, handsome man must have girls clamoring to 'bear his wild oats' right?" she giggled a little at the implication, while he rolled his eyes.