This is a work of erotic fiction. All characters in the story are over the age of 18. ~~~~ "Sarina?" I inquired. "Yes, sugar?" she answered inquisitively from the other side of the bed, confirming that she wasn't the one with her cock in my ass. "Who's fucking me baby?" Sarina climbed on the bed. I heard her kissing whoever it was that had a cock...
Chapter 4: Alyssa Milano Standard Disclaimer: You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, not be offended by the contents of it...blah blah, you know the rest. This story may be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial use, but PLEASE leave my email/name on it! That's all I ask! This is Part 4 of an ongoi...
We stand outside of her apartment, saying our goodbyes. Her computer is all fixed up now thanks to me. A small favor I typically do for my younger friend. She has flowing dark blond locks and deep blue eyes perfectly accompanied by a lovely hour-glass figure. I've always wanted her and I'm sure she knows it. She's afraid to give me a chance, fearing to be w...
Bast - Goddess of cats, protection, joy, dance, music, family, and love Sekhmet - Goddess of fire, war, and dance Hathor - Goddess of the sky, dance, love, beauty, joy, motherhood, foreign lands, mining, music, and fertility. Serket - Goddess of scorpions, medicine, magic, and healing venomous stings and bites Maat - Goddess of Truth and Justice Te...
Reading Mr. Brasher's summary had helped Abby understand her grandfather's work, but also had raised many other questions. Not so much as about his life and work, she realised that was something she could never fully appreciate, but more about the line itself. She wanted to put substance to the places about which she had read. It occurred to her that James'...
"Don't you dare slam the -- Damn it, Jaycie!" Tim said. Jaycie sullenly swung her lanky frame into Tim's sleek Mercedes, her arms crossed in adolescent defense mode. Her pretty face was now distorted by passive aggression, her dark brows knit together as if to meet her delicately pouting lower lip. Tim was often reminded of her mother when she looked like...
I felt the 'tonic' that Seth passed me as it traveled down my throat, seemingly all the way to my toes. My eyes closed and fluttered, and I felt the somewhat familiar sensation of feeling the Transfer Room disappear. Waking up as Noelle was different this time however. Instead of being in a hotel room, I found myself sitting in the back seat of a big, luxu...
The year was 1877. It was my eighteenth birthday and my wedding day. I am the fourth child out of a family of five girls. I can't say that my mother, a widow of five years, was sad to have me married off. She tried her best to be what she could for us after father died. But she had never really had a hand in raising us. My parents were wealthy aristocrats. W...
Isaac's POV~ Ever since we entered the village I was a bit restless and very confused. I mean a whole knew species of humanoids was a huge concept to wrap my mind around. Sure I had watched movies and TV shows where people found aliens or whatever but I never thought I would be one of the people to have a first encounter or whatever. And they were nekos for...
Mrs. Mower felt a surge of titillation in her chest when she saw Scott Rungard take his seat in her classroom. He looked like his father, same eyes and nose and the same controlled verve. He was a quiet student. He didn't make a fuss or disrupt her class. He, however, was one who, like his father, she had caught looking lower than the math problem on the whi...