I noticed a classic yummy mummy watching her young child play on the equipment at the fast food restaurant, at the same time as I was sitting outside stealing their free internet. She'd kept her young figure post-birth, with 34DD breasts setting off a thing frame and slender legs with muscular calves. She looked like the joke about single moms being pole da...
Gaphar married his wife last Tuesday. Her name is Zubeda. In a war torn country like Afghanistan such occasions are few and far between. The arid region of the Pashtun desert is a hostile region to survive in. Zubeda was seven and Gaphar thirteen when they were betrothed by their parents during peaceful times when custom demanded it and when war had not ye...
Zhura and Amina passed through Boma in the deep dark that came after the forest swallowed the western sun. They walked through the market area of the sleeping village, stepping over rotting fruit and offal. Zhura carried her staff and a burning brand, passing by quiet grass huts and a few villagers with torches. They crossed a line of worn stones in the sha...
(This is inspired and a little bit copied from a story a can’t find anymore) I was 17 when my father died, and because I mom past when I was just an infant, the only person left in my life was my Stepmom. She and my father married five years prior and though I really tried to like her, it just never really worked out. So when dad died, I was alone with her,...
The story starts outside a brothel during the late 1400's where a worker had just given birth to a baby girl. Judging by the fact that the child's mother is a whore, she is unsure of who the father is but is positive the father was one of her elven clients because of the child's good looks. After deciding what must become of the child, the mother decided to...
Chapter Twelve: Lilith's cove After they'd stumbled around to get dressed, they both noticed the change in atmosphere. There was more of a relaxed state instead of the tension filled one they'd shared a few hours ago. Going over to the door, Stefan was the first to open it. "Hello, Enapay." He stated to the Shaman from the other end. "Hello, Mr. Gregoire...
AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex...
Davariel hovered over the rift, his wings a humming blur barely audible over the howling wind. The sky overhead, choked with thick clouds, was reddish, almost black. He knew Megdoluc's twin suns were shining on the other side of these clouds at their midday mark. However, beneath the thick volcanic ash floating in the atmosphere, it looked closer to dawn. T...
Back in the mid 1990s, I, my then-wife, & infant daughter lived in a big 2-story house in rural Missouri. On the 1st floor were the guest bedrooms & the guest bath—which also served as my bath--the vanity-side wall of which shared a wall with the utility room. Over the vanity was a large built-in mirror which cracked when the wrench I was using to fix the fa...
Billy Smithson looked at the door wide-eyed when he heard the rusty bolt sliding to a sharp metallic clack - the noise of which reverberated through his concrete cell. He felt exposed and vulnerable. Smithson, a sophomore at Pace University, lay naked and spread-eagle on his back strapped to an odd sort of table. He had tried to escape, but the more he strug...