Part Three: A Soul With a Purpose Neganda woke with a sense of dread filling his long dead heart and soul. He looked up just in time to see the sun beginning to peek over the horizon. He quickly stood, despite the protests from his body, and ran towards the house and inside just as the sun's light hit the front door. Two of his servants lay dead where they...
It was a beautiful summer afternoon. I was sitting by the apartment pool "girl watching." I've always enjoyed that activity. Thankful that I worked for a morning newspaper, I was able to enjoy my afternoons. My wife worked at the hamburger joint in the afternoon and usually did not get home until ten or eleven. With no other commitments that day, I just plan...
Ushia exited the taxi in front of a major company headquarters. Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she approached the entrance. Her short skirt revealed her long legs, trim and toned, encased in hose. The doorman wore sunglasses and she couldn't see his eyes. But Ushia knew his eyes were following her as her breasts jiggled beneath her woman's business sui...
Note: this is a continuation of the story "Cathy ch 01" by AntlerBoy. It works okay as a stand-alone story, but will make more sense if you read the first part first. Er, yeah, that makes sense, right? Right. * Turns out there was no "next day." I returned home from work to find my friend Bill packing a suitcase, as Cathy scurried to help him find things a...
River and I shift simultaneously and dash off after the big brown wolf. The entire way I pray to whatever God exists to let me best friend be okay. Maybe it's not her blood or maybe she's not as injured as we think. The tang of blood thick in the air, we crest over a small hill. Laying on the other side is a small body with medium brown hair that is so cake...
I love the Black woman’s natural beauty. It is simply the best in the world. Kelvin Jean-Pierre is the name. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the town of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I recently graduated from Algonquin College, where I majored in Business Administration. I transferred to Carleton University and hope to get into the...
Chapter 30. Pravin, early forties. August. It was only when the car began losing power before coming to a standstill that I remembered about the petrol. In too much of a rush to call at the service station last night I'd intended doing so on my way to B*** in the morning. Damn, I had no idea where the nearest petrol station was to be found. I stood irresol...
Damien spent much of the late morning and early afternoon in a tangle of sweaty flesh, his cock pumping vigorously in and out of each of the girls as he took full advantage of the pills that Maryam gave him to help with his stamina. It was one hell of a Sunday, of course, getting to screw not only his girlfriend, but her sister and ... her mother. At various...
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to any of these characters. All characters etc. are the property of Disney and Marvel. ***** Somewhere in Space Thor ran his fingers over his new golden eyepatch, still unused to the sensation of only having one eye. His empty eye socket constantly itched, and he now perhaps understood why his father, Odin, had always b...
Ever since I was young I had a feeling I was going to be famous. So I started writing a diary at a very young age. Now it's time to write my anonymous erotic short story. I grew up a happy sassy toe head, in a small northwest logging town. We moved there as I entered the third grade. Everyone knows your business in this small town. My parents were very acti...