Barren ground, smoke in the air, and heat that emanated upwards from the ground as well as the blackened skies above. Steve was pretty sure Talia had effectively sent him straight to hell considering the view from the carriage window. This was the homeland of the Lizard-kin. It was a volcanic wasteland where anything that could have left had already done so...
Kerry dropped the mother of all knock back lines. I have heard a lot of knock back lines in the short time since I discovered that playing with girls is more fun than breaking things, you know bikes, arms etc trying to copy the extreme sports lunatics. Just to prove it I have listed some, along with the sort of smart ass answer I would come out with that us...
14. Taming Matombo The next morning, the new mares were surprised to see their breasts swollen and heavy. They were brought to the milking shed, where ten new machines had been installed. The mares lined up and waited for their turn to be milked, talking excitedly about the novelty. Almost seventy pints were extracted from their perky, turgid breasts. Lin...
Shauna snatched her rum and coke from the cocktail table and took a quick drink before standing. She wavered for a moment, then pointed a slender finger at Robert's chest and breathed, "Fuck you." Before he could reply, she shouldered her way past him, slipped through the salon entrance, and headed towards the bow of the yacht. Her flip flops snapped a stead...
(I owe the setting and initial ideas for this story to The Armageddon Virus RP forum. And, I owe all of Strig's entries to my main RP partner. He has given consent to list his posts thus.) ************************************ More than two centuries from now, in the year 2222, Earth has been ravaged by the biochemical agent now referred to as the Armaged...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is unlike my usual fare, in that there is no corruption of innocence or turns to evil, but there is a transformation of sorts towards the end. Also, this story does not take place in the more light/self-aware universe of the Morgana stories. To make that difference more prominent, the faeries here are a mishmash of the Celtic/Germanic ty...
Teach me the meaning of precipice, Shackle me to the edge of abyss. I want to flirt with oblivion, Let my soul and eternity kiss. * From the window of the round stone hut Anise sees the dark cliff edge silhouetted against the falling sun. She imagines standing with her toes at the very edge looking out over a yearning new world which beckons her to tumb...
Vynn was in the midst of shaving her legs, a most odious and irritating chore that she preferred never be imagined by her crew, her confessor, her companions, even the Emperor himself she'd prefer not think too much on how her legs remained smooth. While an Aquiosian had little body hair, thanks to years of harsh selection favoring those who were the best at...
Amy's Story It seems that it happened awfully fast, the husband, the three kids, the house, the payments, the bills. Whatever happened to that carefree teen feeling? Mine squirted away quickly. I was on my way to a nice figure my last year in Junior High. I was pretty and I knew it. Just the kind of attitude that scares most boys away. My girlfriends and I...
This is the third part in a series. I didn't make much of an attempt to make it stand alone, so it may not make much sense without, at least, part 1. This sort of story is not for everyone, it involves absolutely awful behavior which is neither endorsed nor condemned. If infidelity, large age differences in partners, rough sex or deceitful actions bother you...