The year was 1888. My name is George Braun. At the time of this story, I was a young Black man traveling on horseback from Georgia to Boston, Massachusetts. Twenty years old, a strapping and muscular lad, that's who I was. I wasn't alone on this trip, folks. My father only let me go on the condition that I had suitable traveling companions. I picked two of t...
"Did you hear me, Bobby?" "What?" My mom said, 'Lauren called last night; her six year hitch is up and she's coming home." "Really? Ok, that's good." "That's all you can say? I thought you'd be a little more excited." My mother had just broken the news that Lauren, the girl who had been my babysitter while she worked was coming home after six years servi...
My only name is The Bard and my story will begin on March 22. An arbitrary date, a day like any other. Except that I am telling this tale. I spend so much time telling Her story, I might as well tell mine, such as it is. I am in the Throne Room, a massive circular chamber, constructed with large, dark blocks of stone. The chamber is scantly lit by torches al...
ELENA "Oh fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck put me down, put me down!" I screamed, peeking over Yavara's elbow at the thousands of feet of nothing between me and the ground. "Is that Castle Thorum off in the distance?" Yavara mused, "I think I see the Spearhead Mountains, but I can't quite tell. Maybe we should go higher?" "I'll kill you! I swear to god I'll do i...
It all begins here. An epic battle between 150 girls and 150 boys. Each side going for the most tender bits. The Girls looking to squash each set of balls they come across. The Guys aiming to bust every cunt in sight. ( Maybe attacking breasts to get there) The last side standing being the superior gender. It's open field. Bikini girls of varying shapes and...
Warning: This is an adult short story featuring John Carter and Dejah Thoris from the disney movie "John Carter" and the novel "A Princess of Mars" written by Edgar Rice Burrows. Also, I hold no rights to the characters. This short story is my take on the love scenes after the wedding of John Carter and Dejah Thoris. For those who don't know about John Car...
Your name is Blanche Lechat. You are tall attractive 37 years old woman. Your skin is silky white, your face is beautiful – comparable to a Greek sculptures. You have slender hips, firm ass and big round breasts. Your violet silky hair reach below your ass. You love wearing stockings, garter-belts, high-heeled shoes and silky dresses. You love the feel of si...
Preamble Cloudberry Chronicles is an erotic web series that follows the eponymous adventures of Cloudberry, an elf on a mission to save her homeland and bring peace. It predominantly features lesbian, pansexual and polyamorous characters who are both cis and trans for your reading pleasure. It contains scenes of mild peril and fantasy scenarios where coerci...
This is the first story I have ever attempted to write. I'm fairly well educated, and am pretty imaginative when I'm half asleep in my huge bed. My entire life I have wanted to be a Special Forces soldier in the military (either Recon or Green Berets), and like to fantasize about rescuing beautiful women from dire situations :D. If you would like to comment,...
"It's like I'm sliding sideways through time and space," Quentin explained. Vivienne nodded encouragingly. "You might have seen that movie Sliding Doors with Gwyneth Paltrow," he continued. "Maybe, in this continuum, it stars Renee Zellweger." "I'm sure it was Uma Thurman." "Whoever." Quentin took another sip from his beer. "Sliding sideways, she was. O...