For tremendous help with editing and improving this story, grateful thanks to author/editor hentaikitten, whose specialty is luscious, sensually saturated interracial matings -- not couples of different skin color but of different species, such as a male demon with a human virgin and an elf with an orc. "Don't you have an ounce of self-respect?" Frankie scr...
"You need to get more aerobic exercise," said Dr. Smith, studying the printout that integrated the stress test, lung capacity test and blood oxygen levels from the torture device on which I'd just spent 15 minutes. "Your muscle tone and body fat percentages aren't bad, and neither is your cholesterol level, but your oxygen delivery stinks. How much exercise...
Wednesday 1900 hours She moved across the crowded bar with a feline fluidity that would have been called graceful or elegant on a pretty woman. With Margo the word most often used to describe her movements was lethal. She was a mountain of a woman; nearly six foot one and she packed nearly two hundred pounds of muscle on that frame. Her legs were long and h...
The crew enjoyed the feast that Natalya had prepared for them, relishing each morsel they ate. The taste and texture of each dish enthralled Shazza and Luminia, unaware that such rapture could come from food. With everyone there, it wasn't long before everything was consumed and everyone was content and full. Alex then called everyone's attention, addressing...
The City Of Angels, Spring 2008 This is the last part of this story. Our hero is anxious to show up for more sex and chaos at a future time. Part 6 was long so it was published as 6a, 6b, and 6c. It seems than many missed 6c, click on the Author's name above if you missed one. Chapters 49, 50 and 51 include sex. ***** Chapter 48. Figuratively Butt-Fucki...
The blind shall lead the halt. No, wait... I GREW UP IN half a dozen rundown trailer parks around Shiner and Sweet Home, Texas. My folks were killed by a drunk driver when I was nine; unfortunately, the drunk driver was my father. Their estate consisted of a maxed-out MasterCard and a drawerful of unpaid bills, later joined by vaguely threatening letters fr...
The audience drops into a continuing story written in first person POV (mostly). The following based on a true story. Given enough time, any question that occurs to the reader shall be answered, eventually. * I woke the next day, showered, put on a comfortable chemise, a microfiber and nylon blend thong and open toed sandals, made some coffee and sat down...
Hello again dear readers. You spoke loud and clear last time and as such here is the next installment of the story. School and life have been a bit rough so I apologize for the length of time between posts. Normally I have more to say, but I believe this chapter speaks for itself, though I will warn everyone now that the next few chapters can be quite... dar...
Lauren Laframboise slammed her office door shut, and then leaned against it. Her bare skin pressed against the wood, her left hand remained on the handle for stability. Her legs felt weak, as if they'd give out beneath her. She took a deep breath, and then whimpered out an exhalation. She shut her eyes, doing her best to will herself into forgetting what had...
Everyone thinks I'm a human version of a bulldog. I'm pretty direct and when I latch on to something, they compare it to a bulldog's fangs around a throat. I don't let go and I don't give up. I follow every action to its logical end. Many think I'm the luckiest son of a bitch in the world when all I really am is prepared. In everything I do, I make sure I'm...