I was standing at the counter when I saw her legs. They’re in the large front display glass window. Her thigh high stockings of black and her garter wore like a soldier’s stripe. Her hips came in view and my heart sank as she swung them side to side in her sexy stride. Her black v-slit dress barely covered her ass cheeks as her breast were trying to leap out...
Poseidon held the youth close to him, his free hand running down the youth's hairless breast and lean belly. Pelops had been murdered by his own father and cut up to mock the gods, but the gods had seen through the trickery, all but Demeter, and had brought him back to life, more beautiful now than before. Poseidon kissed the youth's strong neck and continue...
Prologue Catelyn Stark was stunned, as she watched her lord husband dismount. He had just returned from Robert's Rebellion, overthrowing the Mad King and the Targaryen Dynasty in a brutal and lengthy conflict. The Baratheons and Lannisters now held the Iron Throne, but were hated by the Dornish. Finally,a young Ned Stark had returned to Winterfell, to his la...
Amber Okazaki looked around in the small classroom in the Psychology Department located on the second floor of Franz Hall at UCLA. With only 17 other students, many seats were available in the classroom which seated 30. Amber took a seat towards the back of the room, noticing that the awkward, self-conscious French exchange student, Pierre, was sitting in th...
---Set in New Zealand--- INTRODUCTION The gnarled-faced woman, hair white and thinning without a hint of waves to give relief to her aged appearance, sat at ease, her pale violet eyes looked permanently saddened as if life had treated her cruely. The widow resident of the retirement home bearing her name, pulled out a cheque from her dressing gown pocket....
By the time the airship had flown over the London conurbation into the Thames estuary on its way to the North Sea, Lady Sally had belatedly got her reviving cup of tea. She sat in her throne, now dressed in an Egyptian cotton dressing gown decorated with a winged Isis, sipping from a delicate china cup, her four submissive men in collars and leads at her fee...
I met my wife Melanie later in life. I was 35 and she was 37. Melanie was a beautiful woman, five feet eight, slim, great legs and ass, and a glorious set of purchased breasts, topped by long blond hair. Imagine Linda Evans from the old TV show Dynasty. Melanie and I had both done well in our careers. We had enough money to live a good life and we did. Mel...
My name is Cleopatra. The original one, not an imitation. I am the first woman in history to bear that name. A name which by now should require little to no introduction. That is if you've ever picked up a history book or know Jack about Pop Culture. I am the former Queen of Imperial Egypt. Descended from the Kush Dynasty, the legendary Nubian Pharaohs which...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. Here is part two of our four part jaunt. Our protagonist makes the acquaintance of a cute little thing named Carol. She studies the stars and their movements while he studies her heavenly body. Sparks fly as the repressed girl finds an outlet for all that sexual tension. Feel free to comment, vote and offer sugges...
The patrons of the undead filed down the ancient stone halls, their cloaks sweeping silently over the cold floors. They were a somber mass, bringing in a rush of cold air as they opened the great Gothic door to the ceremony chamber. It was nearing twelve, and the ovals in the walls let in slants of moonlight, illuminating the pale face of the Count, and th...