I had known Dave for some years, but only cyberly on an internet forum, both of us being from different parts of the US, although originally from different parts of the world and though he was nearly double my age I felt we always had a special affinity from day one. We had talked on every subject over the years but the one thing that had stuck in my mind w...
PROLOGUE Somewhere in the empire, Lucia Holconia Polla had a dream. In her dream, she watched her home city of Pompeii crumble delicately into a fine powdery dust. A wind swept around her, a wind that moaned and sounded like both pleasure and pain, and blew the dust away. Lucia felt both happy and sad Pompeii was gone. Happy because she knew it was gone...
I never expected that a night out with some friends would leave me with my hands tied and my ankles cuffed. But then again, I suppose that's what I get for eyeing up the handsome stranger across the bar. As I grew bored of babysitting my drunken pals, I thought there would be no harm in grabbing a little something for myself. Just a little buzz to get me as...
I was at my guy Ken's apartment talking when he walked in. He was tall, light skin and fine as hell. He was wearing a black T-shirt, blue jean shorts, and white shoes. "Dee, this is my guy Black. Black this is my girl Dee." Ken said introducing us. He sat next to me on Ken's black leather couch, checking my attire. I had my legs crossed, causing the short...
It was a beautiful day. The sun was strong, but the cool sharp breeze made it very pleasant. I was walking with three of my friends in Sherwood Forest. We were going to have a pick-nick. The strong old oaks with their rustling leaves seemed to speak of ancient days, even before those of Robin Hood. Something older and stronger even then these ancient trees....
(Author's Note: I was going to warn sensitive Christian readers to avoid this tale but it occurred to me that such people would not be reading rape-fantasy stories anyway. So no such warning is offered. Everyone involved in the action in this story is not only least eighteen but is also entirely fictional. And I do not condone real life forced sex in any wa...
Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Steven Brun. I'm a young Black guy living in the city of Boston. I recently graduated from high school and started college. I go to Boston College. It's a school full of rich white kids but I'm liking it so far. The city is big, much bigger than the small town that I came from. I'm from Fitchburg, by the way. I...
Bateau Parish LA was the epitome of Small Town USA. While people puttered in and out of the five-n-dime, they carried their heads high with a knowledge that their little haven had remained just as it had been meant to be. The pace was slow; the sun was warm; and the status quo was never tinkered with. Cobblestone walks, and handcrafted benches were the norm...
Orc Raids & Slave Girls A Monster Tales Series All Characters Depicted In This Content Are Fictional & Of Legal Age (18 Or Older). Northern Europe - 2078 B.C - 1000 Years Before The Orc Extinction Dahlia laid awake listening to her father's snores as she watched the sun's first light glimmer across a small window in her family's cabin. Rhythmic bursts of...
I worked with a woman named Dana. Gorgeous! Close to six feet tall. Long blonde hair that ran down to the middle of her back and wrapped around a thin, friendly face. Piercing blue eyes and ruby red lips. Her curves would make a great road course. 36-24-34. Long, long legs. And every inch tanned to perfection. Her smile and laugh lit up any room when you wer...