I stood in front of the mirror in my room, flipping through the bathing suits I had brought. Nothing looked good enough, not even the barely there golden brown bikini that I had brought at the last minute back home, but when it came down to it, the golden brown one was what I was going to wear. I laid the suit on my bed behind me; along with the short billo...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Octavia Blake whimpered in pleasure, partly because she still had her wife Clarke Griffin's tongue deep inside her ass, but also partly because her other wives had arrived. The joy of seeing them was momentarily replaced by embarrassment, her cheeks flushing as...
"It's so weird to be here when it's not Friday. It's like a different restaurant." Here happened to be a hole in the wall diner that many insisted was the best place around for waffles. That it was also the only place open at 3 a.m. on a Tuesday night did not presently leave room for argument. Shaiana glanced around, used to coming here after a night of dan...
"And God said: 'DELETE lines One to Aleph. LOAD. RUN,'" were the words Arthur C. Clarke used to begin his thirty-one word short story about the end of the Universe. Beyond my initial surprise that God was using voice recognition software instead of running a mouse over some heavenly mousepad, I had to be impressed as one of the most highly rated Science Fict...
"Sunni, the take away arrived." Lyla called through the bedroom door. "I'll be out in a second!" Snapped Sunni. "What is up with her lately," Lyla thought to herself, "She has been acting so fucking weird." She emptied the food from the containers onto plates and poured two glasses of wine. This girls catch up was long overdue, ever since the fuck up at t...
Celebs: Keira Knightley. Codes: MF, oral, violence. Standard disclaimer- This story is a satirical fantasy. This story is fictional, even though its plot and characters are based on real events and people. All characters based on real people are idealized. Any celebrities in the story are impersonated- poorly. I the author have no actual connection to any...
I have been working for TMG Insurance services for some time, it must be about 5 years or so I reckon. I've gradually climbed the promotional ladder from being a basic admin clerk to running a department. The Managing Director is Tony or should I say Mr. Clarke as we have to call him. He is a 52 year old balding executive who thinks he's Gods gift to the wo...
Sarah smiled sweetly as she handed out pamphlets to the faithful church goers. She loved being part of the church and had since she was a young girl. Being raised in a very religious family had its downsides; being sheltered, never being able to do anything that other girls her age would do and not being able to be independent. Sarah strongly believed in God...
Celebs: Cat Osterman, Deeyah. Codes: MF, oral, romance, interracial, violence. Standard disclaimer- This story is a satirical fantasy. It is fictional, even though its plot and characters are based on real events and people. All characters based on real people are fictionalized. All celebrities in the story are impersonated- poorly. I, the author, have no...
Bellamy discovers Clarke's public sex kink in honestly the most predictable way. It's late on a Thursday night, and he's in the library, looking for the most obscure book on the most infuriating topic he's ever had to write a paper about. He's normally all about history and Latin and all that jazz, but when he decided to take Latin in History, he thought i...