Now that I'm close to retiring, I have lots of time on my hands. My name is Sharon Van Hoevell and I'm a librarian living in the City of Johannesburg, South Africa. The crown jewel of R.S.A. I was born on November 9, 1957 and have lived in the region of Gauteng for most of my life. I have lived through some of the most interesting times in the history of the...
Aphrodite's mouth was fully agape at the sights and sounds that bombarded her eyes and ears. Nothing she had ever experienced in her eons long life could compare with this. The glory of Athens at its peak was nothing compared to the wonders of Fifth avenue and now that Manhattan was in the full bloom of morning rush hour, her head was spinning to take in all...
Little Dragon lay on the bed bare, reading a book of ancient Asia. Her fixed stare into its pages with hands clasped to its bindings. Her eyes darted back and forth across the page while she read. Her long red hair fell around her as she lay on her stomach with feet in the air behind her. Elbows bent and buried in the sheets while her fingers turned the page...
Stardust: Indian wife and Black Adonis Author's note: The following story is a pure work of fiction, all characters and events in the tale are imaginary and fictitious. Although, human imagination is also influenced by external stimuli. In the case of author, someone has always served as poetical inspiration to imagine, fantasize, think and write. So, this...
One week later, after having endured a week of intense army and jungle survival training, with several Kukuana nursing aides, all of whom were to be assigned to anyone of the several military medical clinics in and around Kukuanaland, Darla and Shelly packed their bags for Kisangani, where Mombassa had decided to send both of them for the first of their plan...
"I can't believe you..." A strange mix of disbelief and something she couldn't quite identify, is what Erica Dane felt at that moment. "Kicked out of prom... Really!?" The blonde mother continued in query as she drove, her narrow eyes keeping to the wet road before her. "You are eighteen years old. Eighteen! You're supposed to be the mature one in your c...
Another night in this dreadful town. Sometimes I wonder why I came here in the first place. My name is James Bien-Aime. I was born and raised in the town of Newton, Massachusetts. In September 2010, I had the world on a string. I was a freshman at Boston College and life was good. I had everything in the palm of my hand. I was a second-string quarterback on...
Chapter 1: The Indian Intern I had been working this shit job at a downtown law firm for quite some time had been considering quitting due to a wealth of "Busy Work" and my asshole of a supervisor Mr. Kumar. He was this Indian fuck who had started out six months ago in a satellite firm overseas and transferred into a management position. He was a big fan...
Disclaimers: This tale's fictional fuckers are over 18 and avoid condoms. Tags: bisexual, mature, multiracial, impregnation, harem, fuckfest, school, lucky guy, reality-based, Kansas. If you object, stop reading. Voices and details may be unreliable. Opinions may not be the author's. Comments are demanded. Enjoy! ***** HAREM-SCAREM *****(such a lucky lad)...
Everyone in this story is of the legal age limit. This story is pure fantasy and in no way a true representation of real life. It is not intended to offend, though it might. Please remember: It's all fantasy! Any and all feedback is much welcomed; please feel free to e-mail me any thoughts you may have. *** Karl went into his house and was greeted by his t...