Note: The first installment of Barcelona beauties describes all the characters and how the story began. 3: Llora After the bout with Carmen, I noticed that the women who had taken me for granted seemed to regard me with a more appreciative eye. In general they were more chummy with me. Bilan didn't warm up much and Chhaya was afraid to meet my gaze but ev...
Diana smiled as she saw how lustfully Clark stared at her, the carnal desire burning in his eyes. She kneaded his thick cock as it grew stiffer. She was no stranger to a big cock, Amazonian men typically being rather well endowed. However none of them compared to the colossal specimen in her grasp. His briefs were stretched to the breaking point by his massi...
What the fuck am I? That's been the question on my mind for quite some time now. The name is Clarence Wendell, and I'm a young man of African-American and Puerto Rican descent living in the City of Toronto, province of Ontario. My parents, James Wendell and Anna Maria Suarez met while attending university in Boston, where they got married and had me. Dad has...
Prologue Hallow It was coming closer... they all but felt it like the touch of a hand, clenched simultaneously around each of their hearts, closer, then closer still. "Come out, come out wherever you are, I only want to play." Its voice, dripping with agony. A dose of raw power yet, neither identifiable as male nor female. It was a power that force...
My name is Anthony Blake. A big and tall Black man living in the United States of America. Boston is the city I call home. I've lived there ever since I graduated from Brockton Community High School in 2000. Massachusetts is like no place on the planet Earth. Yet even this venerable state isn't free from the influence of those men and women I label the hat...
Everyone seems to think that genetically engineered human beings have it easy. I am a minority in a universe teeming with hostile humans and aliens who blame my people for everything that goes wrong under the sun. I have to be on my guard all the time. Every second of every day. Does that sound like fun? Yeah, that's what I thought. In case you're wondering...
The life of a Fallen Angel isn't easy. Sometimes, it amazes me how wrong humans are about us. For example, the Christians believe that we're cute entities modeled after human beings in looks and temperament, only we have wings and halos. The Jews share a similar belief. The Muslims believe that Angels don't have wings, and they don't believe in the concept o...
Prologue Hallow It was coming closer... they all but felt it like the touch of a hand, clenched simultaneously around each of their hearts, closer, then closer still. "Come out, come out wherever you are, I only want to play." Its voice, dripping with agony. A dose of raw power yet, neither identifiable as male nor female. It was a power that force...
Four figures were seen with each other, locked together by their hips and holding each other's thighs. They were clearly very voluptuous women with extra body parts below. In front was an orange haired werewolf getting anally reamed and jerked off by a vampire behind her while the vampire was being pounded by a dark skinned mummy. And said mummy was being po...
BetaGirl had been keeping herself rather busy and mostly out of the pages of the tabloids, mores' the pity. I don't watch the network news very much and didn't even blink very much when the top news story at Drudge was "Meteor Approaches – End of Life on Earth CERTAIN!!!!!!" Drudge is always wound up about something, but he does link to any updates from my o...