Chapter 8 -- Anjolie Julie sat at her desk at uni, staring at her monitor, not really seeing anything. Her brain was a whirl of emotions and thoughts. Physically, that thing last night with Cassie had been astonishing. She'd rubbed herself before, but only as experiments really, and had brought herself to what she had thought were orgasms. But what had h...
USS Downley Missile has been fired!" yells a crew member. "All hands on deck! Communications get on the horn with the Chinese and command!" Pellington barks. "Prepare for battle!" "Sir, Captain Tong of the Chinese flagship Gang Jun is on the line." "Put him through," Pellington orders. "Missile has been shot down," a seaman relays. Pellington gives a c...
Author's note: although this is the beginning of a new, stand-alone series, it is based on events from my previous story, "The Prey." Chapter 1: Quinn and Vanessa Biff could scarcely believe his luck. Here he was, walking out of the bar with not one, but two beautiful young women on his arms! They were both a bit too Goth for his taste, with their jet blac...
Marco was in jail, and Yvette didn't mind that at all. She was pretty convinced he was a sadistic arse, and she liked being able to eat Janet's pussy without worry his steroid-developed body would be walking in mid-munch. Janet had cried about Marco and his incarceration -- but more for the stress it caused and the fact he'd been accused of attempted rape a...
This is an old story that I had posted the beginning of in a couple of other places but it never got any traction. I'm posting here and will be finishing it. I hope you enjoy. * The sun had already started intruding from behind the curtains and Arden Trask knew that once again she had failed to slow the passage of the night. She was staying up later and l...
*** Hello all, this is the second installment in my short story trilogy, which is just one of the infinite tales from my fantasy universe. Someone recently noted that the characters behaved more like demigods than humans, and this is appropriate as the characters are of a very powerful race, very ancient and magical. I think this semi-divine appellation is...
The sickle moon shall fell theeIf the Mere's waters touch theeFor Shokushu will take thee The Mere seemed as old as time itself. Older than the town, older than the fields and forest, older still than the very hills themselves. When this world had yet to be formed, a desolate rock in a desolate corner of a desolate universe, perhaps the Mere was already the...
Lacey has needed something real, something intense for years, and now Darkwood is ready to provide it to her and at the same time, reap some long-deserved revenge. (M/F, abduct, BDSM, tort, inter). The story you are about to read is a work of total and pure fiction. The names do not refer to any actual persons, living or deceased. As a work of fiction, the...
A young woman comes into Gil's Pub. She's over six feet tall, voluptuous and quite beautiful, with long, lustrous Black hair, light brown skin and pale bronze eyes. She's wearing a stylish Black business suit underneath her long Black overcoat and looks around the room coldly. She takes in the décor, the male and female patrons and the owner himself, along w...
Dear Black woman, I want you to know this. I'm in love with you. I think I'm in love with you. I want to be in love with you. Am I in love with you? Can I love you? Can you love me? I don't know. So many questions. Who am I? I'm the Brother with the Ivy League MBA who's leading a Fortune Five Hundred company into the twenty-first century. I'm the Brother who...