My name is Cleopatra. The original one, not an imitation. I am the first woman in history to bear that name. A name which by now should require little to no introduction. That is if you've ever picked up a history book or know Jack about Pop Culture. I am the former Queen of Imperial Egypt. Descended from the Kush Dynasty, the legendary Nubian Pharaohs which...
I met my wife Melanie later in life. I was 35 and she was 37. Melanie was a beautiful woman, five feet eight, slim, great legs and ass, and a glorious set of purchased breasts, topped by long blond hair. Imagine Linda Evans from the old TV show Dynasty. Melanie and I had both done well in our careers. We had enough money to live a good life and we did. Mel...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. Here is part two of our four part jaunt. Our protagonist makes the acquaintance of a cute little thing named Carol. She studies the stars and their movements while he studies her heavenly body. Sparks fly as the repressed girl finds an outlet for all that sexual tension. Feel free to comment, vote and offer sugges...
The patrons of the undead filed down the ancient stone halls, their cloaks sweeping silently over the cold floors. They were a somber mass, bringing in a rush of cold air as they opened the great Gothic door to the ceremony chamber. It was nearing twelve, and the ovals in the walls let in slants of moonlight, illuminating the pale face of the Count, and th...
Melissa could have never have known what I was thinking. She had no idea, sitting in my dull classroom with a group of students who could care less about this course on Western Civilization, that when she looked at me and entertained quick, sexy daydreams, that I was doing the same. How could she have known? Here I was, in my tenth year at the university...
Xianyu gave a long, breathy sigh and shook his muzzle a little, waving a paw idly through the air for emphasis, his tail giving a slow flick. "I did not make the rules. It is one virgin, of age, or nothing." He said bluntly to the village elder standing before him. Far from being an imposing dragon, Xianyu was barely five feet tall at the shoulder, with a l...
Thanks to Jon B 1969 for the edit. The two women looked at each other; Jen with masked civility, Helen with barely concealed contempt. "Well at least she has good taste," Jen thought. The emerald green dress the blonde wore, while not overtly sexual, did display her figure to good effect. It showed a body very much like Jen's, with matching curves. Jen esti...
Aside from the kind of errors that creep in when remembering things that happened a long time ago, this is pretty much as it happened. Not that any of it was monumental in any way. The day just stands out in my mind as typical of a period in our lives when things were just really good and sexual possibilities seemed endless. And of course, it's all very mil...
House Trieste Paolo Trieste watched the Deuffel ship as it vectored toward them. It was a Clipper class, meaning it was thin, agile, and meant more for speed than battle. Battles in space were a different animal than dogfights in an atmosphere. Rule number one in space was to keep the long lines of your ship facing away from your enemy and bring all shie...
Burning the late night oil in the form of his Lightning bug jar James Ian Pryce finally settles back with the hard bound book Cameron Scott had brought back over a week ago. Never seeming to find the time to look it over. One thing after another calling him away. He wanted to dig in due to being a History buff. This book looked ancient. Yet, well preserved....