Knowing Dr Karen Blander would be joining him very soon, Dr Vic Garven had moved quickly into the viewing room, switched off the lights so that they could see clearly through the mirror, into the room where Peter and Sara would meet. He turned on the recording unit. It was essential that they were able to review events later in their own time. He had only ju...
Gaia sat cross-legged on the beach. The sun and wind caressed her golden skin as her natural blond hair whipped about her ethereal face. Her striking blue eyes that had brought her fame were closed at the moment in meditation. Her voice low as she hummed an ancient mantra. "Mother earth, goddess of all life, hear me now..." This was a daily ritual for Gai...
ONE "Freyja is a Norse warrior goddess but she is also the goddess of lust and sexual activity." Dr. Martin Karalis explained to Samuel Burke. "After battle, Freyja supposedly took half of the dead, the most virile, the most handsome, to live with her and her handmaidens in her retreat known as Fólkvangr." "The Syia Penjyes are said to be the tears of Frey...
I wrote this one just for fun, enjoy! December 12th Present Day The twin spirits of Christmas sat in matching leather recliners each holding a tablet computer, each making 'Hmm' noises until... "Looks like you are going to have to start even earlier this year brother... there are so many naughty little girls this year..." Chris said. "Yeah... all those...
When the young and ambitious Continental Congress of the United States signed the Northwestern Treaty in 1787, it opened up the lands west of the Ohio and Allegheny rivers to homesteading. The original thirteen colonies had felt the need to expand beyond the eastern coastal area, into the unexplored western lands. By boat or by land, settlers arrived at a sm...
We had just returned home after spending a wonderful evening of dining & dancing with our friends Adam & Rose at the Gun Smoke. Laura loves to dance and although I am a good dancer as the result of her help it is my little dove that shines at this endeavor and makes me look better than I actually am. After a night of dancing Laura is shall we say... stimul...
This is the first part of a three-part story that describes the same events from three different perspectives. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to actual persons or events is coincidental. Dear Stranger, We've never met. In fact, I picked you at random from one of those white pages sites on the Internet. You may have already noticed that there'...
Editor's note: The following manuscript, found bundled in a subway station, have been traced to a 25-year old freelance writer named Ashleigh Winters. Most of her work before had been movie and concert reviews, interviews and style pieces. If she believed the stories that the interviews recounted seem to imply, she may have believed this would be a breakthro...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed engaging in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. Actual historical figures or living people represented are done strictly for context and humour, I lay no claim to them. If you had trouble following the plots of Pulp Fiction or Four Rooms because of the back-and-forth timelines, just turn around and leave now, as...
Beneath a snowy roof in the village of Karkan, an act of incest most foul reached its climax. Braya Redhand, voluptuous barbarian of the Ironfang mountain clan, rode her son. She forced his rough hands up her sculpted mid-section, sinuous and glistening as it twisted with each thrust upon his turgid cock. It wasn't long before his fingers reached around the...