The following story is going to be at least a 10-parter, with each chapter in a different category. If you enjoy this story, I'm afraid you'll have to go find each part. Hope it's worth it. Part 1: Non-Erotic. Part 2: First Time Part 3: Loving Wives Part 4: Exhib & Voy Part 5: Lesbian Part 6: Interracial Part 7: Letters and Transcripts Part 8: Ro...
The name is Mitchell Dreyfuss. The Hound of Hell. Destroyer of the Devil's Enemies. At first glance I look like your average six-foot-three, 260-pound, dark-skinned and clean-shaven black gentleman clad in stylish Urban gear. Unfortunately, I'm anything but. For starters, though I look like a man in his mid-twenties, I am considerably older than that. You se...
My name is Annabelle Peggy Simpson, but you may call me Sister Peg. Everybody still does. Even though I'm not a Nun anymore. I was born and raised in the City of Trenton, State of New Jersey. With my Teutonic good looks ( I stand six feet two inches tall, with blonde hair and pale blue eyes ) I could have been a model or an actress but I went in another dire...
Chapter one: In the Woods The night was gloomy. The forest was soundless. Prince Edward pushed the wooden door, a sharp creaky sound. She was sitting on a chair, her back towards him. Her hair was white. She was naked. Her skin was wrinkled. Her hands were skinny, sharp nails, visible veins. She was holding a skull between her naked thighs. Prince Edward fe...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes. *.**.*.**.*.**.* Chapter 6 Saturday was a beautiful day, blue skies with fluffy white clouds and a ten to fifteen mi...
Ciara had spent seven days as a captive of ecstasy. The King of the Forest had exhausted her body time and again. When she hungered, her King had fed her, and when she was thirsty, he provided her water. He slept with her pinned beneath his forearm, and she spent most of her nights with his seed, thick and slippery, soaking into her body. He had not told...
The city of Eru Sa'alam was as a dream. It was a senseless maze of soaring towers and stepped mounds, all hewn and raised without mortar from blackstone glass. Rather to say, it had a sense and an order, but its sense was beyond human sense, its order seeming beyond disorder. Under the light of day, the glint of the sun off of the razor edges of its compone...
Tara Walton was a 21 year old senior in college, just getting over her breakup with her boyfriend of 3 years, Darren. She hated how Darren had just dumped her for another girl, when she had begged him to keep her. She was willing to share, so why didn't Darren want to stay with her? Darren had said that she was fat, but Tara only had some baby fat, that was...
( This story is basically a different and better version of my first story, An immortal without purpose. I wasn't happy with how I wrote that one so I'm writing this one. The concept is the same but the story is totally different. Hope you like it. ) The gods know it's their end. Their influence is dwindling. Mortals don't care about them anymore. The proud...
*Author's Note: Anny and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* Kampala Afrika Jefferson hurriedly searched for some clean clothing. It was already after seven o'clock. She had to g...