"You want me to what?" Jean-Luc intensly interrogated. "...Fuck me...," Bobbie Jo whispered distantly. "Uhh..Huhhh," Jean-Luc sighed. "How...do you want me to fuck you?" "...hard....," Bobbie Jo tried to reply before Jean-Luc cruelly slammed his crotch forward, shoving the steely weight of his erection all the way into Bobbie Jo's syrupy depths before she...
Note: This is one of my old stories that kept calling to me. Chapter 1 by the same name, but unnumbered, in Erotic Couplings. You can pick up from this point, but it is better if you read that one first. *** Jon Tyler stood outside the small diner. What was he doing here? It had been seven years. Seven hellish years. A nightmare that he would never awake f...
"Trick or treat! Trick or treat! Trick or treat," dancing around her and taunting her in a wild melee of mean spirited activity, disguised in Halloween masks, the four teenage boys screamed their hatred at her. I was stunned. I couldn't believe my eyes. It took me a second to react to what they were doing and to what I was seeing, before I went into action....
Her name isn't Cheyenne, it's Pat. Pat used to be a hotel manager, until she discovered Shambala. Shambala, from what I can tell, is a place that existed thousands of years ago, populated by aliens and spirits who created our Earth as a form of experiment. Not everyone on Earth has a soul, Cheyenne informs me in her soothing customer-service trained voice....
In mortal life, once upon a time, Kadini was a fearsome warrior. One who served at the pleasure of Shaka, King of the Zulus, and the last ruler of the magnificent realm of pre-colonial Southern Africa. Kadini the Zulu warrior personally killed over a hundred white men when they came to pillage, rape and plunder his homeland. The Zulu warrior had sworn an oat...
Slim Blake. We'd settled back at home after our European Capitals tour. Jo-Jo, Haze, Griff and I had spoken to Todd, our manager, and insisted that Mitch be sacked from The Twisted Ravens. His behaviour on tour had been unacceptable, even if he was being blackmailed. We needed a bass player, though we had no immediate recording or gigs to worry about. Ha...
readyforprimetime This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story originally appeared as Melissa's Legacy, and was written around V...
Make Sure To Click “Start Game” In Order To Best Experience This Cyoa You checked the mirror in your car for what felt like the millionth time. Every hair had to be in the right place. Your makeup must be even and professional. Your clothes could not be anything but in their absolute best shape. Your glasses had to be clean and on straight. Today was the fi...
Clarence looked at Katherine in surprise. "What did you say?" Katherine looked up and said, "What?" "I asked what you said when I said that maybe I should have Jazmine come over and have her way with you. It sounded like you said, 'Maybe you should.' Is that what you said?" Katherine was trapped. That will teach her to speak without thinking first. "I don...
Author's note - this is one of those longer, more drawn out stories - character development and all that jazz. Personally, I find that hotter, but if you're looking for something short and sweet, this ain't it. Also, I'm English, so apologies for any transatlantic spelling differences :) And finally, this story contains elements of sci-fi/fantasy. I put it...