This is the last part of my second trilogy. The format is the same. The hybrid is similar to my first trilogy. ***** The maintenance man's name was Dan, he was also a magician. He had been given real magical powers, by an old witch that he had helped, while on holiday in the Balkans. He was of average height and slim, with short brown hair and blue eyes....
As Zerthrie walks out of the tent, her slave met outside; it was obvious what happened there. Even though her brother was the chief of the tribe, he had to do what he did. Zerthrie-"That fucking cunt, he knows that when I get drunk, I can't control myself; it's his fault for not keeping a better eye on me." As she keeps talking, her words slowly fa...
Chaz had to work late and as always he was considerate enough to call the little woman to say don't wait on dinner. She loved him for his thoughtfulness. She fed the kids then made a special plate for him for when he got home. After helping with homework the kids were shuffled off to bed. The kitchen was cleaned; the house was quiet now, so she decided to t...
Although she was by no means a poor girl, her father having left her well-provided for, Sabrina told Tera over breakfast one morning that she wanted to get a job. She wanted some spending money, she wanted to stop sitting around the house -- so to speak. Eyebrows raised, Tera said to her playmate, "Bored honey-bunch?" Sipping her coffee, Sabrina nodded. "I...
The estate sales people had missed it in the shed of the old country home. I retrieved it from behind a bunch of rusted garden tools. It looked like a crystal ball. Grease and grime came off onto my hands showing several layers of different covered paints beneath. Because of its weight, they'd wanted ten dollars for it. They taken two as no one could guess w...
I awoke early in the morning. It was just after dawn, the sun's early light filling the corners of the ceiling. Arthur lay beside me on his side breathing softly, uncovered. I turned to admire him, his calm face, the lines of his body, the smoothness of his skin. His penis hung limply, still coated with my juices; it was always hard to believe in its shape-c...
Torrents of rain pelted the tin, corrugated rooftop of their rented bungalow. Jenn stood near the screened door, watching the slanted rivulets of water arc and splash against the lush tropical undergrowth. The temporary monsoon brought a cool breeze, erasing the day's humidity, her thoughts were peaceful and mesmerized by nature's simplicity, realizing she h...
The warm lips on her neck were curiously welcome; there was a languorous stupor that was stealing over her body, and she felt warmth flow from his lips' light caress into her body like a slowly surging, tingling hot tide. The beat of the music fused with this creeping warmth, her heart matched the sensual rhythm drumming the dance floor and her eyes closed t...
Rob was gone for a little over a week, and, in the meantime, things went as had become usual – Jean and Marian spent the time watching movies and television, with bathing and creaming Marian a part of most evenings. Many of those evenings also included Jean acting as Marian's naked sex slave fondling her and licking her cunt. Once in a while, Jean was spanke...
Spermatozoa are simple things, oh don't get me wrong, amazing they are, ballistic missiles each carrying their payload of 23 chromosomes, using their flagellum to swim their way towards the ovum. These little swimming critters were not having much luck however, either at finding the ovum or even swimming; regardless of how hard they flailed they just weren'...