'Angela, are you awake?' a voice asked persistently, it was a quite comforting voice. It was the sort of voice that you would trust with your life, and she wished it would piss off and let her sleep. She was warm and comfortable and had never been so relaxed in her life, but the voice wouldn't go away. She could smell the universal antiseptic odour of a hosp...
For tremendous help with editing and improving this story, grateful thanks to author/editor hentaikitten, whose specialty is luscious, sensually saturated interracial matings -- not couples of different skin color but of different species, such as a male demon with a human virgin and an elf with an orc. "Don't you have an ounce of self-respect?" Frankie scr...
[Author's Note: Well here it is my friends, the final part of my little story. Thanks for all of your comments, they've been very helpful and encouraging. That note on character archetypes was much appreciated. You guys make all of the effort I put into my stories so worth while. This story was very personal and cathartic to write, so all of the feedback--bo...
The wind roars through the barren trees, the cold as sharp as an executioner's ax. Though she cannot feel her fingers, Mother clutches her threadbare cloak tighter to her boney body. Sinking lower to the horse below her, she tries to leech warmth from the poor beast as his ice matted legs break through the thick fallen snow. Neither of them has much strength...
My girlfriend's old roommate and best friend arrived for a visit. On the first night at our place, my girlfriend, Phoebe, told me that she and her old friend, Abby, had been lovers and wanted to pick up where they left off more than a year ago. I was now trying to figure out if I was losing my girl or if the three of us were moving toward some new three-way...
Alan was enjoying his life as a sea-going engineer in the Merchant Navy. He was good at his job, and had received regular promotions, and he still enjoyed the challenge of being in charge of huge diesel engines and all the ancillary equipment that goes to make up the motive power for a large ship. His current ship was getting long in the tooth, having been b...
I have to admit that there are times that I quite simply get obsessed with exposing Katie. It is as simple as that. Quite a lot of the time, it does not even come down to being a sexual issue. Katie just looks so natural being naked that it seems to be a shame to cover her up with clothes. I love when she walks around the house topless, fully naked, or in w...
...well, as far as I am concerned, he can just go to hell. No, fuck. I don't mean that. But why, Eric, why did it have to be with her? That big-tittied brunette bitch that works in the same bookstore I do? Fuck you, Clara! I miss him. I miss the way he held me and caressed me. The way he would look in my eyes and smile. Hmm- I guess I could have fallen in...
(The Dirty Old Man) This is a sequel to the Dirty Old Man and starts the day after the Halloween Orgy. This is a fantasy and all characters are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely accidental. All characters are over 18, hell, most are over 40. This story is for adults only and contains graphic sexual content and some BDSM play....
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * "It's right down there, Daddy." Lisa pointed out the window. Alex Myers shook his head and frowned. "I don't see anything, kiddo. Are you sure they said here?" His Toyota careened down the dirt road, slowly...