This story contains: Lesbians, a Monstergirl (Gargoyle), a hell of a tongue, and nuns. *** Sister Eliza peered at the outside world through a window on the third floor of the Cathedral of Savior Virgo. Outside, she saw the wide dirt trail that led up to the abbey, her life and prison, as well as the rolling green hills. A river flowed close by, and she fol...
"Eureka!" cried Hank as he rushed into the lavish bedroom, still in his lab coat. "What now, did you discover another cure for erectile dysfunction? Though, God knows, you've never had a problem with that." said Jan, teasingly. She was sitting on the bed, removing her boots, having obviously just flown in the open window and regained her normal size. She wa...
(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history. Other stories in the series include Blackedmerica: A Love Story, Nerds of Hollyweather, The Southern Sheriff and The Black Rooster Resort.) * Chapter 1 Pedro Ramos sat in the control room overlooking the newsroom. He had been an editor at the Showo TV channel In São...
Copyright 2019 by Stormbringer Note: This is a rewrite of my story "The Unwanted Houseguest" written back in May of 2000. It has been read over one million times at one website with an average score around 9 out of 10. The original was written at a time I was considering retiring and I wanted to write the ultimate cheating wife story. It had all the themes...
One Night in 13th Century Belarus A tale of the Keivian Rus and the Mongols Zlata, a young widow on a Belarussian Farm in the mid-13th century, has an encounter with a mysterious stranger from the East. What lies in store for her will change her life, and the life of her small community, creating ripples in history that follow through to this present day....
"You didn't kill him," Hades observed, as if this was not obvious. He was sprawled on a stone kline, appearing to read the men's magazine he'd pilfered from Dylan Stanford's kitchen. He flipped nonchalantly between the glossy pages of cologne advertisements and raunchy articles, pausing momentarily when something caught his attention. Daphne was perched cr...
I've always liked science. No, not exactly true. I can track it all the way back to the end of November, the week after my ninth birthday. My Aunt Rose had stopped by with an early birthday present for me. My very first chemistry kit. Such a simple thing. Baking soda and vinegar. Slimes made from borax or cornstarch. Color changing solutions. To me though...
The idea for this story came up recently when I attended a theatre opening. It has lots of my favourite fetish themes in it including bodily functions and discipline, so if that is in any way offensive to you please look elsewhere. All characters are over 18. ***** She was late, but not yet very late. It was only just gone ten past and we'd been due to me...
(I was recently doing some carpentry work at an escort agency. As I was retiling a floor in one of the attendant's rooms, I came across a diary of sorts. It was twenty pages long, but seeing as how I was on lunch and getting bored, I decided to read it. It was the true story of an escort who loved her work as a hand job specialist. I made a photo copy of it...
A month after my live-in girlfriend left me for a job in the United States, I was feeling sex starved and extremely horny. Tired of jacking off and watching porn every night, I decided to hang out in a few bars and try to pick up a slut for a one-night stand. My bachelor pad was a complete mess and I couldn't be bothered to tidy up so I was happy to pay for...