"Thank you for meeting with them, I feel it is very important." Tom's words came through the halls of the bunker as he led Gabriel down through to the basement as planned. He knew this might spell trouble, but he cared far too much about Lizzie to worry about that now. "Anything I can do to help with Lizzie I will. I care as much for her as you do and you k...
Chapter One: Ares Vineyard The Red Planet. Tom never thought he'd see it, not in person. Sure, the colony had been founded over thirty years ago, and ships traveled back and forth between Mars and Earth all the time now, but he'd never really imagined himself, you know, in space. When the opportunity came knocking, in the form of an email from his boss ask...
"I hear she's a divorcee with a teen-age daughter," Mom hisses to one of her Love-Street friends in a voice dripping with disapproval. My parents have owned a lakefront cottage in the Love Street development for as long as I can recall. I've spent countless carefree summers here, hanging out with friends and learning to swim and dive and waterski and even n...
This is the first part of a three part series about a guy who ends up working as a short-term butler for three elf girls. If you like elf-fucking, this is the story for you! ~~~~ ~~~~ Responding to the knock, Chris opened the door, and in front of his apartment stood a strange black-haired woman in a red corset and a short black skirt. She wore a checkered...
This is a revision to a work I submitted almost 20 years ago under a different author name. I'd love to hear what you think of it. ***** Corbin awoke to find his body responding to the proximity of Lizzie's naked form. His cock, hard and ready, wanted to feel the warmth and snugness of her pussy. Scooting closer to the object of his affection, he wrapped o...
I was getting ready to pull my partially frozen hair out. Being dragged by the hand throughout the town by my fiancee was leaving me completely depleted in energy and sanity, but I kept it together for her sake. She seemed to be going stir crazy. Our everyday seemed insufficient for her. Unfortunately, our cold little Korean home town wasn't the most exciti...
Terminological Problems "Penis...ick!" Angela thought to herself. Ugly word. Perhaps worse than vagina for ugliness. Not at all descriptive, nothing intriguing or erotic, or even friendly, about it. She sat on the bed between Gavin's legs, dreamily fondling his clean-shaven crotch, lost in a major reverie. So: a terminological problem. Definitely not...
Milan gave a sad sigh, tapping the tuning fork against the side of the boat. He twisted the knobs, adjusting his lute's tune, and idly plucked at a few strings. "What's the matter?" The fisherman glanced down at his one companion out in the bay—a red-haired mermaid with a shimmering silver tail. She clung to the side of the boat, as she had been doing for...
Hello again everyone. I'm sorry for the massive delay to this chapter. Not only had work got on top of me the last few weeks, but I've also been looking after my dad, who had a knee replacement surgery. For those who e-mailed me about my health, I am not only fine; I greatly appreciate the people that not only ask if I am ok, but also am eagerly anticipating...
Note to reader: This story is pure fiction. All characters are of legal age. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is a coincidence. ***** My name is J.R. Hicks. I was born sometime in 1990, and I am an orphan. The Mother Superior of the convent where I grew up says I became a member of her flock on Christmas Eve of 1990. They tell me that it was snowi...