Nicole angrily dashed tears from her eyes even as she squinted at the road. Attempting to maneuver through the thick eerie fog that was taking over the entire width of the narrow lane, she swerved suddenly, stomping on the brakes to avoid a large animal that stepped out in front of her. Releasing the breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, she stared...
- 1912 - Amy languished in her small world at the London home of her parents. Her governess had left to teach a new, younger pupil and the servants removed any tasks which might stave off her perfect boredom. Very rarely her father, an influential businessman and, some said a future peer, would permit her to attend one of the social functions with which th...
I trembled with anticipation, the stable yard was quiet, the only sound was the snorting of sleepy horses. I crept towards the tack room, my shadow cast by the full moon above. I fiddled with the lock and swung the door open, I was engulfed with the smell of warm leather and horses, I breathed in the intoxicating aroma. I had been planning this session for w...
Light was seeping through the curtains of Ashley's four-poster bed. But that wasn't what had woken her up. Her cream-colored duvet had a noticeable hump protruding right around where Ashley's legs were. She hastily threw them aside to uncover a maid unbuttoning Ashley's pajama bottoms. "Gwendolyn, it's nice to see you," said Ashley as she wiped away the rem...
Victoria Withers was a wealthy heiress. She wanted for nothing -nothing monetary anyway. She seemed to be beautiful, flawless, happy and confident. Yet, she did have a secret addiction. That addiction was to sex. She watched more porn than could be imagined. Now, one may wonder why she didn't just have sex with men. The problem was that she was always afrai...
It's my body and I can do whatever I want with it, isn't that one of the most sacred mantras of the feminist movement? As a Muslim woman from the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the heartland of Islam, and a fledgling feminist, I have often butted heads with my well-meaning but ill-informed and at times, culturally clueless western friends. To me, there is more t...
Well, you asked for it. I've come up with something a little different. As usual, it contains a plot I've never seen before, but wait, there's more. I've also put it in a format that I've never seen before as well, either on this site or anywhere. I could have written it as a normal story and got my usual 4+ score. I've chosen not to, partly for my, and your...
Chapter 5-The Monster Girl Doctor "A-Are you sure you're supposed to be doing this?" The silver haired doctor with the dourest expression gave the blushing minotaur a look as he casually felt up her chest. The bronze skinned half-bull monster was naked from the waist up, sitting on a stool that just barely held her weight while the man felt up her ample ti...
Once again, I want to thank Techsan for his patience and editing skills. Thanks one and all for keeping up with the story...and voting. Now the disclaimer: Although Lt. Col. Benjamin Vandervoort is a real live person in history, this story is pure fiction and only borrows the name for accuracy of the historical facts surrounding the fictional story...and fo...
The following story is part of a challenge involving the demise of a digit. It is meant to be a spoof, which means it's supposed to be ridiculous so if you're not looking for humor then get the hell out of this category. There is no sex, none. Yet. Its just ridiculous writing meant to amuse the twisted of minds. Please feel free to be an idiot somewhere else...