Tuesday, October 11, 2011

What Hides in the Dark - Darkness

Brenda woke up inside the wrecked car, the glass from the broken car window was everywhere along with the stuffing from the car seats.
It took her a moment to recall where she was and what had happened... Bruce.

The creature.... She thought and tried not make a sound as much as possible.
She felt herself shake uncontrollably and her first urge was to scream for help but it was still dark and she had no way of knowing if the creature still wondered close by to the car.

She remembered how the glass shattered, the creature was coming straight at her but it left her there.
Why?
 

She took a deep breath and started to raise herself as quietly as possible. The rustling of the broken glass over her making her hold her breath at each inch that she lowered her body. Everything around her was deadly silent, she feared for her brother and she needed to find him. 

"He may be dead... He may be dead." She began muttering. She peeked over the shattered window and saw nothing but the creapy woods and the marks left by Bruce'shands trying not be dragged away. She began shaking incontrollably and panic started to take over her at each passing second. 
A sound came from the woods breaking the silence of the night, an animalistic growl.
She started to struggle with the safety belt and with shaky hands she released it. 

She tried to open the door but it refused to give in, she heard the rustling of something moving and again the horrifying sound. 
She raised herself from the bench and started to slide herself out of the car through the broken window. 
"Shit..." she muttered as she cut herself  on the sharp edges of the window, the smell of blood overwhelmed her and she realized the consequences of her cut as the howl started to approach her. 

She tried to run back the way her and brother had driven from, but everything was pitch black. She struggled not to look back as she ran, her body fighting to keep conscient, her legs moving on pure survival instinct. 

Then she heard it and looked back... She screamed and almost lost her balance as she turned her back on the now pursuing creature. No, no, no.... Please...

"Someone help me, please!" She yelled but no lights but the one of moon were around, she sensed it coming close and strength beginning to faulter. 
On that moment she realized she was going to die.

She tripped and feel hard on the floor, digging the glass pieces deeper into her hands and legs. She cried, staining her clothes with the bloodied tears running down her face.  She turned herself on the floor to face the creature and watched with anhorrified expression as the creature gave the final jump in her direction. 

"Noooooooo!"
A gun shot sounded from behind her and then... Darkness.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Longings and Loathings - Chapter 6

I have to get home...
To...To... catch him... No excuses this time.

Gabriela felt it. She felt it in her core that something had changed, that he wasn't the same.
The late hours, the scents, the dodgy phone calls he picked up only in another room and now she knew she was there...
She entered as quietly as possible into the house and approached the semi-closed bedroom door and looked inside.
There he is between her legs...
She felt her anger stir inside of her, but something held her back from entering, from confronting them.
 Instead, she stood there and watched. Without even noticing, Gabriela instinctively slid her fingers down while watching them, unconsciously, and touched her core.

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Eating her felt so good, she was so willing and fresh.
She moaned loudly "Ah fuck... so good..." she lowered her hands to my head and grabbed my hair, pushing me more... moving against my face.

Gabriela used to be like that...  

I licked her tight hole quickly and in circles before diving my tongue deep into her core and savour her flavour.

"God I missed this pussy." Oh yes, she was good before I married Gabi and then even better.
"Mmm Stephen..."

She moaned my name and I felt her breath go faster, the feel of my tongue worked on her pussy, making her want more, driving her wild.

"Let me have you... Please..."
"Let you have me? How?"

She moaned louder pushing me against her dripping wet pussy, making my member twitch then and now as I remember it.

"I want your cock...Fuck my mouth with your cock..."

I grinned to her request and continued to lick her bottom.

"If you want to suck my cock just ask for it."
"Let me suck you... Please... give it to me...Stephen."

I waitted and then sat back confirtably and smiled at her. I called her with a simple nod

"It's yours babe."

She pushed me on further on my back and placed herself between my legs, I watched her lick her lips and then her palm before grabing the base of my sex. She started stroking its base while the the tip of her tongue begun caressing the head, her tongue tracing my slit and then moved back to tease the frenulum.
The feeling of her pressing her tongue there made me shiver and curse loudly.
She continued to lick over my hard cock, tracing its contours, tasting the flavour of my escaping pre-cum.

Oh God... Yes...

She lowered her head further and took me whole in her mouth, moving up and down, sucking on me and it felt like bliss. That was when I noticed the almost closed door and the big green eyes watching Sarah and me on our bed.
Confusion ran through my mind, I wanted to warn Sarah, wanted her to stop because my wife was at the door but something wasn't right.

She has been watching... But she said nothing...

I swallowed as I saw her opening the door a bit further.

She knows I've seen her but... Oh  Ohh...

Gabriela's skirt was up and her fingers touching her clitoris and rubbing down her labia and she wanted me to know, she wanted me to see.
The high that brought me was overwhelming and I came more of my wife's little show than of Sarah's dirty mouth...


Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Bits and Pieces - Untitled

You speak...
You cry...
You scream...
Whines and complaints that don't have an effect

You ask...
You demand...
You beg...

Forgiveness and acceptance that will not favour you

You dream...
You hope...
You wait...

Understanding and trust that are beyond your reach

You despair...
You expect...
You resign...

For nothing is what you believed and the world is a closed nut shell
Its inside nothing but the memory of fruit
Dry and rotten
Succumbed to its own faults.


Sofia P.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Bits and Pieces - The Love of a Vampire

I can feel your presence
Your hot breath on my neck
My senses are heightened
You reach out to me
Wanting me to come to you
I open to you completely
Suddenly I am there in your arms
The feeling is so intense
Our eyes speak to each other
Our hearts beat in time
Our minds merge and we are one
I feel your tongue on my neck
Then exquisite pain
In an instant we are connected
Bonded for all eternity
Never to be parted
The miles cannot separate us-nothing can .

Monday, August 29, 2011

Another challenge...

I'm a sucker for a good challenge...
My good friend Hyperboreas used as inspiration a Jenna Marbles video for a new list or a new challenge, like I like to call it.
Soon enough came the dare. Following up on Jenna's queue, it seems to be some how liberating.

So this challenge is: People I'd fuck.
So below I will add a random list stating just that and the order will be random. On the bottom I will also add the video that lead up to this. I must say that Jenna Marbles' Video blog is one of the few that I actually follow, because the girl is as insane as hilarious.

So, people I'd fuck are:

Vin Diesel (Whisper on my ear... pretty please?)

David Boreanaz (When he was in "Buffy")

Alexander Skarsgård (but only as the mean Eric Northman on True Blood)


 Monica Belluci (From one of Dracula's brides to Persephone on "Matrix Reloaded" or even Cleopatra in "Asterix and Obelix", this woman is one of sexiest ever)

Zero from Vampire Knight (because he needs someone to love him back)
Fred Durst (At the time of the release of "Significant Other". You got to love those eyes and the bad-ass attitude.)


Chuck Bass (Ed Westwick) I like them bad, go figure... I'll be your Blair...


Cam Gigandet (The man that wears eye-liner in "Burlesque" and still no thoughts of homosexuality cross your mind)

 The best for last....

Joe Manganiello (First time I choose a Were over a Vamp...)

And finally... Jason Momoa in "Game of Thrones", "Stargate Atlantis", "Baywatch Hawai", "Conan" or as himself *sigh*










Challenge completed.
Below video from Jenna Marbles.

See you soon.

Sofia
xoxo

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Comments

Hello there everyone!

For some time now I had the comments being moderated and recently I have removed that option again.
I accept all comments that you decide to post as long as they relate to your thoughts on my little stories, their quality, writing style, imagination...

I started to moderate because some anonymous users began to post comments related to the effects of my Longings and Loathings category have upon themselves. I appreciate the feedback but I find that irrelevant...

Don't misunderstand, I am glad that it sounds real enough to cause them but please do not share them with everyone who reads my stories.

I respect everyone's freedom of speech but there are ways to do things in a more subtle way.

Thank you
Yours truly

Sofia

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Longings and Loathings - Chapter 5

The day she was waiting for was finally there and all the events she had to put herself up against seemed small compared to what was ahead of her that night.
The challenges, the dares, the revealing wet t-shirt contests and car-washes led to that day, the day she would be accepted at Delta Kappa Gama.

Christine was just as nervous as Karoline but her whole poise was flawless, they knew that after that night a life of success, fame and fortune would fill them.
"Let me adjust that make-up Karoline. How are you supposed to entertain our patrons with a smudged face?" Christine smiled and pressed the soft brush against her friend's face gently.

"I'm sorry but I can't help but to be nervous. We have worked very hard for this..."
"What are you afraid of?" She let her hand trail Karoline's chin line holding it up slightly to press her lips against hers softly. "You know they are all high-society and perfect gentlemen..." she purred "At least in the lounge and ballroom..." she slid her fingers inside Karoline's cleavage and touched her soft breast while moving her mouth to whisper on her hear "It's when they request time alone with you that you should be afraid...".

Karoline stood up and moved away from Christine, stopping in front of her boudouir table, watching Christine through the reflection of the mirror, moving to a velvet chaise-longue.
"I know the price to pay, but surely some of us will enjoy it more than others..." her green eyes darkening with the anticipating fear that seemed to overcome her by the hour.

"Innocent Karol, in the end we will all enjoy it"

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The room was beautifully, crimson colours dominated the ambiance and the glasses displayed on the many tables throughout the room.
Men sat at those tables, two per table, each one of them with larger opulence than the other. The girls who pledged themselves to the Sorority should prove themselves in this event. They all knew what meant to be accepted but some where not prepared for the cost.

The girls waited in another room to be called once the auction was over. Each of them assigned according to the one who bid the most for her, her future patron.
Once the list was completed, the gentlemen moved to a triangular room to receive their prize. The girls entered in line, forming a perfect triangle to match the room.

Christine winked at Karoline while moving to her patron, once she reached him, he slid his hands inside of her dress and into her labia. She laughed at Karol's disgusted expression.

Not before long the room was filled with stifled cries and moans from some of the pledges, growls and groans from the patrons.

"My dear, won't you stand for me?" the man asked Karoline gently and she did as told. She moved to face him shyly.

He rose her dress and pressed his face against her body, kissing her gently before ripping the lace panties that covered her slit. He pushed her legs further apart making her legs tremble with anticipation. Her clit was already throbbing and as he spread her swollen labia apart and tasted her, pleasure rippled through her. She arched her back and gripped his shoulders as he drew lazy circles around her clit with his tongue, making her rock slowly against the warmth of his mouth.

She felt ashamed but so very much alive... She was lucky he decided to please her on their first encounter, she looked across the room to see Christine on all fours being penetrated on her rose bud.
The sight of all the others, the smell and sound of sex only heightened her sensations.
Somehow she knew that this was only the beginning and she wanted so much more.