All sex in this story is between consenting adults. So is the violence believe it or not. Before you send in comments about how far-fetched it is, I know. I wrote the fucking thing after all. This story will not appeal to the extreme BTBs or RAACs. I suggest they don't read it. ++++++++++++++++++++++ I checked out my husband sitting next to me on the co...
Herbert felt drained. Drained in spirit, drained in energy, but most of all drained of his precious sperm. He had given up more than a pint of cum at the hands of his teacher, his stepsister and her friend, and he wondered how long it would take his body to replenish the lost stores of his valuable seed. Yet even now, as he lay awake in bed, he was thinking...
*Purity is a paradox; we are awed by it yet we are repulsed by it as well* (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) (Posting this chapter and chapter 24 at this time. Thanks for your patience) * Vivian was terribly subdued as she walked me back...
1746 B.C.: Akehar stood in the sacred chamber, watching Susuk, one of his fellow priests, as the older man perused the Book of Amun. It was just one of the ancient relics that Enkartep had brought to this chamber years ago. Around Akehar and his fellow priests were those other relics. There was the Sword of Set, which Set had used to murder his brother Os...
John woke the next morning, feeling refreshed after the night's rest. He stretched contentedly and then looked down at his girls, expecting to see them all curled up fast asleep. Three of them were still slumbering peacefully, but a beautiful pair of rich brown eyes looked up at him from under a mass of dark hair on his left hand side. He rolled over to his...
A/N: I'd want to apologize for the long wait to this chapter. My muse took a hiatus. Thank you all, my faithful readers, for being patient with me and for sending me your comments and feedbacks, while I was in a lull. Once more I want to thank my wonderful editors: Lunarosa and Mapili50 for their assiduous and priceless help in this chapter. Enjoy! Chapt...
© 2007 by Thrillerauthor For those who missed A Murder Misstery, Matt McCoy -- now Maddy -- is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did....as the saga continues, Maddy's train is just pulling into Amsterdam. By the author of The Jessica Project. * I woke up with a start to polite but persistent tapping on the door of my first...
SECTION ONE TIRO OF THE OPTIMATES The Optimates Ordinatius were a gypsy-like elfin band that weren't welcome in the towns and other places where humans dwelled. But that was OK. They didn't care to associate with humans, either. It wasn't that they had any animosity toward the humans it was simply a matter of them finding the human race as a whole, too c...
"He looks so peaceful floating in there." "I do don't I?" Sophia Ridge frowns a Young James Ian Pryce as they observe the body of James the Elder from his own future. Floating in his preservation tube he at least would not decay. Being deceased does that to a person. Sophia was tired of being duped and used. Her Great Grandfather Orin Ridge had switched hi...
While Gyllen is still in the process of sailing over into the next continent, about to embark on the final leg of his grand excursion, let us turn our collective attentions back to his homeland of Platina one final time to see how life there has carried on for a few of its residents since the good prince's departure. One night, in a small hostel on an unna...