The rain washed streets held little remorse from the rancour of the pounding heavens, the boom of thunder echoing heavily away before being swallowed by the foothills of the mighty Kilendarth Mountains. The city of Trenasruine was the Farth Kingdom's second largest after the capital and commanded a critical conjunction of trading routes on the way to neighbo...
Author's Note: This is my first story in this genre. There are more chapters to follow. I hope you enjoy! A Visitor in the Night Chapter 1 The lord and master of the castle was restless. He had recently been out marauding with a band of knights for hire and had conquered many a fortress and castle to add to his holdings. Now, he had been home a fortnight...
Suzanne pushed Ian ahead of her into the bedroom of her apartment. She was wrapped in a large fluffy white bath-towel and the white towel slippers that came with the room, and nothing else. Ian of course was fully dressed. Suzanne flung open the doors to one of the large wardrobes that furnished the bedroom and swept her hand across the few clothes hanging...
The serving boy took their plates away. Carmen stood. Tonight she was dressed in tight-fitting black leather trousers and an equally figure-hugging black leather top. There was a hole in the top where through which her cleavage was visible and she had asked Liana to knot her hair into a single braid. Carmen had said that her outfit was 'appropriate' for the...
The full moon alone lit the quiet streets of Whiteport on a still night. It illuminated the filth and grime, while the common beggar, doomsayer, and street rat hid from its celestial glow. Two lone figures made their way through the streets with no fear, despite the inherent danger involved from wandering around the port city’s streets in the dead of night....
A lot of people say that my religion is violent. There are lots of violent men in all races and religions, and people shouldn’t generalize. As a black man living in North America, I know this all too well. People’s habit of generalizing and oversimplifying that which they do not understand. My name is Solomon “Suleiman” Winston and I am a man with a story to...
Light was seeping through the curtains of Ashley's four-poster bed. But that wasn't what had woken her up. Her cream-colored duvet had a noticeable hump protruding right around where Ashley's legs were. She hastily threw them aside to uncover a maid unbuttoning Ashley's pajama bottoms. "Gwendolyn, it's nice to see you," said Ashley as she wiped away the rem...
This is a crime thriller with some romantic sex, and a smidgeon of violent non consensual sex and interesting by-play between various characters whom I hope you'll enjoy. Definition of a Sociopath -- someone unconcerned about the adverse consequences for others of one's actions and with a total lack of moral compass. * Archie the contract killer wandered...
As I look around me, I can scarcely believe the position that I have found myself in; lying prone, at the center of a male mob. My disbelief is tempered not by fear, but excitement that curls low in my belly and wets my thighs. It is the realization of a dream that confronts me now. In the flesh; proud, hard, swollen manflesh, leveled at my face, ready to a...
1. Lubrication and the Sonic Dimension Once in a while my wife's pussy is on the dry side. It would be easy to grab the bottle, grease her down, and slip my dick in. And sometimes I succumb to that kind of laziness. More often I go down on her and see if I can get her juices flowing with my tongue. Not that I'm a cunnilingus expert or anything. Far from i...