You are tantalized by my presence, a curvy Black woman with a thick Afro and a big beautiful Black ass, standing decked out in shiny Black leather in front of you. I've been told I have quite the presence. What's my name? You are mystified by me. No names. Does it matter? Not at all. I am your Black Mistress, and I've come to fuck the hell out of you and dom...
The angel Pyriel stood on a rooftop above the city of Boston. He looked at the city, a beautiful city teeming with life. One of the abodes of humanity. He had seen many in his time and would see many more before the task was done. The task of watching over humanity. He stood there, a magnificent being among a world of lesser creatures that were nevertheless...
"Welcome, welcome, welcome!" The amplified voice booms over the massive stage and the packed audience as its owner, an immaculately dressed middle-aged man strolls out into the view, followed by the spotlight. "To our returning guests and viewers, welcome back. To those joining us for the first time: it will be worth your time. Just a quick re...
*Note to readers: If you prefer easy, breezy love stories, may I recommend Creative Writing (a true story about an affair with my high school English teacher) or 911, What is Your Emergency? (a fictional May-December romance) or Bagging Lauren (another real-life adventure involving a yours truly and a married Mormon woman.) This one has a fair amount of sc...
In the continuing austerity afflicting UK, the previous administration had formed a loose voting alliance between the neo-conservative religious right and the increasingly feminist run left. The policies introduced included tighter controls on all television broadcast to the UK, not just terrestrial channels, to such an extent that nudity and swearing were c...
Markus Haverhill was a man used to getting what he wanted. He was the son of Leonard Haverhill, founder of Haverhill Enterprises. He was heir to a multi-billion dollar fortune. On top of that, he happened to be a six-foot-two, 200-pound, black-haired, blue-eyed Caucasian male in his late twenties. He had it all. He lived in a million-dollar mansion in Los...
Emi had just gotten back from a run and was grinding her sweaty ass into my face when the first party guest showed up. Her name was Lauren. She looked a lot like Emi, short, big butt, and cute, but she was a dirty blonde in contrast with Emi's light brown hair. Lauren was one of those feminists that likes to put men in their place, so right as Emi lifted h...
It amazes me how many people are anti-porn, whether they be on the feminist left or the religious right. As much as they disagree on other issues, the one common ground they have that I know of is the belief that porn is evil. Well, I've got news for them. Porn is as old as humankind. It's been around ever since humans made paintings on caves. And it will s...
1 Return to Celetaris Tatiana, Hazel and Wildchild were the first set of adventurers to return to Celetaris. They left the spaceship, Sunrise, docked to an engineering station in high orbit around Celetaris, for repairs and refitting for the next mission. Tatiana fretted that the work would eat into the profits of the venture, but Ezra (who was underwriting...
This is a story of an alternate reality where there is a branch of Christianity that has rejected the dogma normally associated with sex. Posted 27 Dec 07 -- Revised June 09 Chapter 5: To Protect & Empower The very same morning that Marcia first woke up in the room she shared with Laura, Christopher Carlson found himself sitting across an imposing desk fr...