Belize 5/1990 *** Everything recounted in this story actually happened. Maybe not all at the same time, or in the same exact sequence. When the same group of people do the same thing over and over thousands of times it gets a little blurry, but that is a wonderful thing. *** All of the sexual activity in this story occurs between persons who were at leas...
The sound of Sarah and Joseph's groans followed Miranda down the hallway and continued to faintly echo in her head as she made her way back to her residence. She was no stranger to sex, and she usually enjoyed herself; but those two went at each other like wild, lusting animals. She wondered if she had a magic vagina instead of mouth that she would be more e...
I like big women so I am surprised that I didn't notice her when I first walked into the bar at the country club. I eased into the only empty stool and became aware of the loud discussion between her and the man seated next to me on my right. Suddenly, she stood up, knocking her barstool over backwards and shouted, "You no good lying, cheating, two-faced s...
My husband, James, is a very tall and beefy man full of muscles and just the right amount of hair spread around his body. His goatee is trimmed nicely and his thick, black, shoulder-length hair is usually combed back. His arms are covered with tattoos, in multiple subjects and styles, but the most impressive one was the dragon that completely took over his b...
I write stories that are fantasy and some of you might not like the themes, that is fine. Read the story and feel free to comment. Good, bad and even berating comments are appreciated. For those that like the theme and the story I hope you enjoyed yourself reading it. This story is a side story to my other stories. There is no full need to read those but ju...
I stop at a gas station to fill up and get clean, though using this restroom it would've probably have been better leaving Cassie's juices on my face. Sitting down to pee is also not fun at all. I finish washing up and head back to my car. As I get behind the wheel, it dawns on me what I've done. I agreed to be Cassie's slave! Why? Why did I lick her ass,...
Hey... So I am supposed to be working on 3:05 a.m. An Ice Era Chronicle, but I am kinda stuck on this for some reason. I don't know. I love my steamy post-apocalyptic romance series, but there is just something about this alien story that I feel like working on. Anyway, read if you like. This is chapter 4. Cheers. ~M~ from C.M. Moore *** *Chapter 4* Can...
1. November 10, 2003 Kim opened the door of her bedroom hesitantly, and looked around. She sighed. Arnie was out doing the Leukemia run-a-thon, and Becki Lynn was visiting her folks in Maryland today. How did Kim know this? No one spoke directly to her in a conversational tone. And Denny, thank God, was at a Sci-Fi convention. Kim stepped into the hall, a...
18 years later, in late August, in Montreal * Camilla was now 37 years old; thanks to her use of Nigrovum to slow down the ageing process, however, she looked only 25! She'd been a lecturer on English literature in McGill University for the past nine years, having started her teaching job there quite soon after receiving her doctoral degree. So where was...
(Fans of my work should check out my new Blog, Link available in my profile page) The Specialist was in my line of sight. Natalia broke visual contact abruptly, running for the exterior wall that surrounded this little fort. Her movements were deft, graceful, like a lynx with soviet gymnastics training. She pivoted off a wall using some Parkour move....wha...