Scorpius1945 This story is fictitious and no characters in the story are based on any real person, living or deceased. The activities described in this story are neither condoned nor recommended by the author. While this is a standalone story, readers are advised to read Chapters 01, 02 and 03 before reading this so they gain an understanding of Ellie-Mae'...
Part Twenty-Six “No--” I said in a strangled voice. “No, I’m not undead! I can touch holy objects!” My heartbeat pounded in my ears, another proof of life. What could the Bearer of Indictments mean? “Like these--” Deadman suddenly glanced at the cartridges I had been about to display, and I broke off and hid them inside my jacket. Aitch hadn’t missed the...
This story is totally fiction. It was inspired by a bunch of guys at a bachelor party that had a healthy interracial mix and strong mafia connections. * Dexter Williams strolled through the front doors of the five star hotel like he owned it. Making his way to the restaurant/lounge at the back of the hotel's first floor, he could hear the band playing in...
As Henri slept, the two sisters went to work quickly. Couriers rode sealed messages throughout the capital city and pigeons were release to announce the engagement of the king to Lady Yvonne of house Granvas. By midafternoon the city was abuzz with the news and as the pigeons arrived in the nearby cities and villages, the glad tidings spread throughout the c...
As I walked outside from the master bedroom onto the rear balcony of Swenson Manor it struck me that I was completely exhausted. I shouldn't expect anything different; after all it is normal for several million orgasms over three days to wear you out. My head was a bit foggy, but I did know it was Sunday, and by the look of the sun's position in the clear bl...
My relationship with my husband, Tom, is changing dramatically, so I went on line the other day to see what other wives think about a husband with a small penis. I was shocked with the number of letters. In particular, I read this posting: "My husband has a small penis (around 4 1/4" hard). I've learned to love his little thing. I know he's embarrassed abou...
The Tech Lab, Kerkstraat, Amsterdam, Monday, 07 October, 2052 23:36 Marcus Bleak and Scrooge stared down at the succulent, naked body of Zino the sex robot and wondered what to do next. They had to admit the she was a sight for sore eyes. Her tall, dark body glistened with synthetic beads of sweat as she lay stretched out on the cold, metal table with cab...
Chapter 3 "Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME?" yelled Jenny Silverano to her husband. "I cannot believe you just said that, you fucktard." April sighed as she cradled the phone in the crease between her head and neck. She'd spent a very instructive hour with the instruction manual for the phone system that the State Department used, and found that it had multiple...
Dreariness surrounds the bright room in which she sits quietly. Lost in her meditation, the clouds outside mean nothing to her peaceful inner workings. Her body contorted to its state of thought and clearing, her mind continues to race against this daily ritual. She's unable to completely clear His odor from her hair, her body, and her clothes. She inhales d...
The following story is an original work of fiction. All characters described in this story are over the age of 18. If any of these characters resemble actual people, it is a coincidence. All rights are reserved. The story takes place in Atlanta, Georgia, and all the places and businesses mentioned are actually there. So, at least, that part is not fictiona...