Alone, something all too familiar to me. Streets look the same, different people walk them. Businesses come and go, promising hope and prosperity, shattered through time. I am no one but a shadow among the living. They continue to live their worry laden lives, knowing their days are numbered. Yet they do nothing to improve themselves with each experience they have. I guess that is why it isn’t so difficult to feed from them. They are but mere snacks to me.
I lost my emotional view of them long ago. As the word moral became basically extinct, they lost their human essence, there for, lost my empathy. I look at people like they are candy bars; each one with a different name and package, but delivering the same satisfaction for my mood at the time of my feed.
Tag: Drugs
Family Planning (Female pov, nc, unwanted pregnancy)
While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read. Thanks and enjoy! 😊
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I was awakened from my sleep by the pleasant sound of birds chirping. It was my husband’s alarm. He rolled over and grabbed his phone, turning it off and then sat on the edge of our bed staring at the floor.
He slowly rose and went about his morning business, getting dressed and ready for work. When he was finished he came around my side. He planted a soft kiss on my still half-asleep forehead and whispered softly, “Sorry about last night. Have a good day.”
I opened one eye, and he looked sincere. I guess a night’s rest calmed him down, “I’m sorry too.” I said. “It’ll happen soon I promise.”
“I know it will, love you!” he said as he got up.
“Love you too!” I called back as he left the room.
The Time I[M] Broke My Rule About Co-Workers[F] Part 4
See the first 3 parts in my profile. This part is slow and long but important for character development. Please bare with me.
Sunday afternoon came and I was ready to talk to Sarah about our forming relationship. She came by my room in the barracks that night and we had a couple drinks and discussed. We agreed to keep our relationship quiet and to ourselves. We set limits, boundaries, talked about protection and birth control. And we agreed that anal, spanking, chocking, and bondage were on the table. We also agreed that we were not exclusive and that if we started seeing someone else, we needed to inform the other and protection would be used until the person seeing another got tested. She only requested I don’t leave marks visible in gym cloths and that we keep any impact play slow, she wasn’t sure how much pain she found enjoyable yet.
[MF] Mixing drugs and sex is… good?
Eric (my bf) and I were feeling good so we decided to take it up a notch and each took a tab on Friday before we went out.
I got a little sidetracked from getting ready because I had a phone call and halfway through taking to my dad I felt the shift. I dropped my phone and started teasing Eric. We both went from feeling good to great. Every touch felt like a warm tingle and since I was still getting dressed anyway, I told him to sit in the bed and I straddled his lap.
Feeling my bare pussy rub against his slacks felt amazing and I told him to keep touching me everywhere as we kissed. Even his tongue in my mouth felt wetter and warmer, and each time it hit my tongue piercing, it was like a lightning rod.
He was fully dressed and it’s one of my favorite things to be naked with a guy like that. But he clearly wasn’t playing long. He flipped me over, and spread my legs around his waist. Feeling his whole weight on top of me was incredible. Each point of touch where my other piercings (nipples, belly, hips, clit) rubbed against him felt lava hot. My kisses got rougher and I was nipping at his jaw and making these embarrassing mewling sounds.
[Group] One of our friends is about to experience a month of miracles
The hottest month of his entire life, and he has no fucking idea.
We’re part of a very close group of friends, and we’ve all been friends since early high shcool, for over 15 years now. We were the nerdy group going through high school, so we’ve never been ones to do anything wild, we don’t really drink, we CERTAINLY don’t do drugs. We’re just a very normal, intelligent, successful group of people with very functional and upper middle-class lives. Everything is very stable.
In the main group, there are three girls and four guys. In the extended group, there are a few more guys, and two other women – we are very close with this extended group of people as well, no less close really, they just have other friend groups they sometimes split their time between.
One of the guys in our group is extremely shy and nerdy – we’re actually a very nerdy group in general, but he is the most by far, and definitely the most socially awkward. He still lives with his parents, after all this time, and he mostly sits inside playing video games all day. He doesn’t have too much of a life outside of this. He’s never had a sexual experience in his life.
I can’t say goodbye (female-pov, MF, nc, creampie, unwanted pregnancy)
Trigger Warning!
While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.
Thanks and enjoy! 😊
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“Hey Mark, you finally made it!” I waved and called to my good friend from the trailhead.
It was the closing days of summer, and I’d be leaving for college soon. Mark had been a friend of mine all through high school. He’d actually had a crush on me a couple of years ago, but the feeling wasn’t mutual. It was an awkward couple of months after I turned him down, but he moved on, dated other girls and we had managed to stay friends.
It helped that we had a common interest. We both did track and cross country for all these years and often went running together. With or without our other teammates, and no matter the weather. Now we were both planning on attending different colleges, and both had sports scholarships. So we had spent most of the summer training together. With just a couple weeks left until fall sports started these were some of our last few runs together. It was a bittersweet time for us.
Zane’s secret life and Amber’s secret (part 2)
Chapter two. The drawing of a dream.
Amber walking to her car it’s been almost two weeks since she left Zane and his mother at the hospital and all she’s been able to think about is Zane. “Is he ok?” “What really happened to him?” “Is he coming back to school?” “Could he tell that she was more concerned about him then she should be?” “Does he even care?” “How do I really feel?” “Even if he does care, it can’t happen he wouldn’t be accepting of her secrets, could he?”
Zane’s secret life and Amber’s secret
Chapter one.
The hospital visit.
“Zane wake up”
“WAKE UP Zane!”
The odd one out (MMMF, nc, humiliation, oral)
Trigger Warning: While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read. Thanks and enjoy! 😊
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It was winter break. I was home from college finally, with a chance to hang out with my old friends again. Just time to relax, catch up, and joke around like we used to. That was our plan at least.
“So why would you ever root for them again? They’re like our rivals?” Jason was asking with a hint of annoyance as he sipped at his 5th beer.
“What?” I replied “My dad was born in Seattle remember? I’ve just always rooted for them I guess.”
“You know they’re going to lose right?” Jason replied.
“Hmm i dunno, we’ll see.” I replied a bit smugly.
Football was on today, and Jason, Kyle, Scott and myself were all lounging in Scott’s living room glued to the big game. I was lounging on the loveseat and the 3 guys were sharing the couch. There was only a few minutes left, and it was all tied up.
The Shapeshifter – Becoming their dream girl (FM) (Science fiction)
From what I’ve observed of human culture, having lived on Earth for the last few years, the things you imagine an alien species would want from Earth – water, minerals, oil etc – are actually the things that you would want from another planet. You fail to see past your own subjectivity and imagine that an alien species might think differently from you, act differently from you and, most importantly, want different things from you.