Julia stürmte wütend aus der Tür. Der Chefredakteur war ja wohl so etwas von arrogant. Sie hatte sich um ein Praktikum bei einem der wichtigsten Nachrichtenmagazine beworben. Damit wollte sie während ihres gerade angefangenen Journalistikstudiums ein paar Erfahrungen in der Praxis sammeln. Bisher hatte sie nur für die Schülerzeitung ihres Gymnasiums geschrie...
Schreckschusswaffe? Check. Kabelbinder? Check. Sturmmaske? Check. Du hast deine wichtigsten Utensilien vorbereitet. Mit zitternden Händen schaltest du den PC aus. Das Bild der Dokumente scheint sich in den Desktop hineingebrannt zu haben, dann verschwindet es und lässt dich mit deinem Spiegelbild zurück. Es wird Zeit. Entweder jetzt oder nie, du kannst die g...
Salutations, my name is Ginette Ambrose, and I'm a fifty-two-year-old African-American woman living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. One of the most diverse towns in all of New England, I swear. I'm five-foot-nine, chubby but still lovely in a wholesome kind of way, with dark brown skin and long Black hair. Thick Black mama with big tits and a big rou...
There was the weird German dude with the close cropped blond hair. "Oh, hey man." Chip said in a friendly voice, though his stomach was feeling a bit queasy. "You're Hans, right? I met you when I came by the house last year to get Dad to lend me a couple hundred." "Are you ready to go Chip?" Hans said calmly. "Do you have a bag?" Hans stared with tho...
Scientific accidents, alien immigrants, and mythological creatures come to life. These are just some of the strange phenomena that began six months ago. Now hundreds of super powered beings inhabit the Earth battling for good, evil, and everything in between. Only one commonality links all of these super-beings, their powers are connected to sex. Some have v...
Felicity woke next to Amy, the eighteen-year-old was still sleeping, her blonde hair still in braids and held in place with pink ribbons. Amy's sleeping face was mere inches from Felicity's, her soft lips slightly parted, showing the slightest hint of her cute overbite. She looked adorable and Felicity moved her face a little closer, so tempted to kiss tho...
Diesel City stretches like a rusted ulcer across the northern United States from Chicago to Cleveland. Motorcycles, trains, and airships constantly roar through the city streets belching smoke and rattling the oft-broken windows as great factories churn out everything from muscle cars to atomic bombs. Women tend to fall into three categories: Dames (easy lab...
Right now, I'm having a good time. I'm living a White woman's dream. What is it that I'm doing, exactly? I'm fucking a hunky, well-endowed Black man. How I'm fucking him is the most interesting part. He's on all fours in my basement, face down and ass up as I drill my strap-on dildo into his ass. His name is Paul Brown. And I'm his Mistress. That's Mistress...
Chapter 1: ...And Introducing Lily Welcome to The Academy. We have never called it anything else. We have never known it as anything else. We have been here since 1792, an age when decadence and the idea of a libertine was not so unheard of. We have thrived here for ages and have made little secret of it, though most still think of us as a “secret society”...
I was online one night, desperately horny, a white heterosexual man looking through profile after profile of available women determined to find someone to meet - that night, if I possibly could - did I say I was HORNY?! I long ago realised that in order to get what you want, you have to be ready to give, and then to give some more ... and I wanted to give...