My name is Manuel Vasquez Johnson. A big and tall young man of Black and Spanish descent living in the City of Detroit, Michigan. I was born in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. On the first day of February 1987. My father James Johnson is originally from the island of Jamaica and my mother Estella Vasquez is from the Republic of Spain. Just a pair of imm...
"Are you alright?" Amanda asked the new inmate, Emily, as they walked out of the kitchen and back towards Emily's cell. She could still feel the lingering effects of anger and took a deep breath, willing herself to calm down. "Yes, I'm fine now." Came the reply from the slightly shaken girl. She wasn't fine, and she probably wouldn't be for a while. Amanda...
It was your typical Saturday afternoon in October and there you are in the middle of the busy airport. This was the first time you have done anything like this. You never thought that your pussy would convince you mind to do something that you've only thought about. Being from a small town, you've always had this desire to know what it was like to be fucked...
Three days after taking the hostages, Captain William Riker paid a visit the Enterprise's First Officer he had locked up in a holding cell. Paris was restrained in a chair so the forcefield could be deactivated. There were several monitors spread out on the walls of Paris's cell. They all had one thing on their screens. Deanna Troi. As promised, Riker had ma...
I'm down by my tree again, Beth is collecting India and her boys from playgroup and I've got until five pm to make a start on a new sketch. I can hardly believe that I've sold four drawings to a complete stranger! I got £400 in cash from the gallery after commission and framing. That's a lot of money to a traveller; I can make it last three months and no ha...
Denise LeBlanc wondered if she was being unduly disingenuous. She was using a ploy once again which she had perfected in her effort to meet men. It was such a thrill to be flirted with, romanced, and just treated normally by men who typically would not even think of trying to pick up a disabled woman. Oh, Denise always insisted on paying for her own drinks a...
It was long ago. Kennedy was president. I had a draft card. We were going to go to the moon. Sharon was my fiancee. We had met at college and things had gotten very serious, very fast. Sharon was atypical for a Jew, with green eyes and blonde hair. She was cute, but a bit overweight. We had sex twice, got engaged, and planned on marrying when we graduated....
Author's Note: "The Hermaphrodite's Curse" is an adventure/mystery novella with a transgender erotic theme. The main plot is a Da Vinci Code style quest to solve an ancient mystery and a modern murder. There is not erotic content to every part of the story, however it is certainly part of what drives it forward. If you are looking for a simple, short sex sto...
Companies of heroic soldiers advanced, clashing with wild bands of Orcish defenders, driving toward the battlements across a rock-strewn field. Iron pierced flesh, splintered bones and spilled blood on dry cracked earth; cries of triumph mixed with anguished screams of death, and flashes of sinister magic lit the very air afire. The brave soldiers advanced;...
Tom Smith was relieved when the last student finally handed in their final. He gathered his belongings and quickly looked around the room to make sure he had gotten everything. The last day of class was actually a bittersweet day for him. He knew he wouldn't miss the late nights grading student papers, or the nights where he was just bone tired and felt as i...