Happy Halloween! I know it's been a while since I posted (shit, like a year, huh? Oops) but I decided to write this quickie for Halloween because who doesn't like a good, free ghost story? Huge thank you to E, who edited this in record time because I decided to wait last minute to actually write it. I hope you all enjoy! Thanks for reading. J * The last...
It was another night in the luxurious house and like every other night he had fallen asleep. Lady Riberi, lay unsatisfied on the queen-sized bed and sighed. Her small but curvy body ached for the sensitive touch of skilled fingertips, thus her new husband failed in his attempt at giving pleasure. She decided to sleep a wink if she could and closed her deep b...
It was Jane. It was about a week later, and this time, it was Bill that was out of town, as were Lisa and Norma. The family had planned a weekend outing at the beach, and at the last minute, Jane had been forced by her work to stay home. It was early afternoon on Saturday, and Jane had just finished the work that had spoiled her weekend and was pulling into...
Kat deepens her connection with the North Wind. Things really heat up at the Lucky Eight Ball Saloon. The Elementals start arriving where least expected. * When the elevator doors closed, Kat inserted her key next to the Penthouse button and tapped it with her finger. She looked at Roberta and smiled. She reached up and curled a strand of Roberta's hair ar...
Authors note: This story is set against the backdrop of World War II. It was a pleasure to research and write, but the background is rather dark. In striving for realism and factual depictions I tried to bring home to the reader some of the harsh realities of war, as such this story may not be enjoyable for many readers and is a little longer than many. I fe...
Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...
It was 5:30 PM in the cinder-blocked ante-room to the Fertility Experiment. My secretary Sherry and I were giggling. "Dr Barton, I never expected," Sherry laughed, "when I took a job in a hospital to find myself bare assed, bumping butts with my boss, bent over being poked and prodded by Nurse Wretched, that bitch on duty." I whispered my reply, "Oh, I'm su...
this storie is not true,and by the way it's my frist storie hope you like it It was Christies 18th birthday and her and a few friend were talking about what collage they where going to attend. But Christie already knew where she was going since her dad was the dean at Michigan State so her collage plans had been made since she was a little girl. so she was...
My name is Shamika Brown. I'm a six-foot-tall, square Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I run a shelter for immigrants and refugees known as the House of Life. I wear glasses, I'm somewhat curvy, with big tits and a big round ass. I also wear glasses. I'm in my forties and still not married because nobody can stand having me around. I'm yo...
So, I thought, this is how it ends. And yet the day had begun so promisingly. With Ayesha, who had been sent to spy on my Sapphic activity by the Imams, compromised into silence by Jess's forceful introduction to its delights, and Princess Damila satisfied by the Sultan and myself, we had shored up the strategy of supporting the Al-Amadin clan, provided th...