Infinity Stones Stories

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Invisible Woman in the Negative Zone

by marvelfan on Aug 23, 2016
Fan Fiction

Susan Storm-Richards floated in the Negative Zone, her communicator was totally busted. "Why did I not listen to Reed, I shouldn't have come here alone." She had responded to a signal from Rosetta Stone, a high ranking political figure in Shadow City, one of the many places in the Negative Zone that the Fantastic Four had visited. Now here she was...

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Infernal Machines Ch. 02

by SinfulVirtues on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Brief side note: The following is from the viewpoint of Attica's comrade, Maraldi. If this is the first chapter you have read within the Infernal Machines series - for the purposes of continuity - I recommend that you read from Ch. 01 first in order to get a better idea of what has previously happened. ***** The glass of water I requested makes a gentle...

Nostalgia Ch. 06

by DreamerByTheDiamonds on Aug 20, 2018
NonHuman

Author's Note: There's a character's surname, which is Takagi, but I think I might have misspelled it somewhere. Sorry about that. I tried to catch all the misspellings, but I might have missed some. I'm stupid sometimes. *** Mason and Kennedy's birthdays were two days apart. So, they liked to celebrate both their birthdays on the same day. They scheduled...

Averon - A God's Tales of Conquest

by AS4TheWin on Sep 24, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In the ancient land of the God Averon, deep within the luxurious, crafted palace the sound of bodies hitting each other filled the vastness of the throne room where the God was nestled in. He sat atop his throne, his legs spread far and wide, as he felt the tongue of the succubi work on his humongous shaft, licking it from top to bottom, tracing each vein wi...

Nueve Pulgadas

by HughMungus1 on Mar 31, 2020
Humor & Satire

"Being like everybody is the same as being nobody." ā€• Rod Serling "They look like bota bags bursting with wine," I thought, as I squeezed the humongous breasts before me. Motioning to a pussy smoother than a '70s pick-up line, I made a gesture I felt represented insertion. "Do you mind if Iā€•?" The candy-coated cutie spread her legs, granting me access to...

The Student

by spartacusxyxy on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

In my five years at the university, I've never seen or met anyone like her. Not even close. Even the way she walked into class on the first day. It was less of a walk and more of a glide. Floating across the room above the other trudging students. Easing into her seat front and center, making it hers. Making the whole room hers, as if the school were built f...

The Orb Pt. 02

by FourAndOne on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Program complete. Would you like to try another?" Shock. Breathe. Slowly. The electric tingle of arousal still coursed through her whole body. "Don't stop." she moaned. "I want to come!" "Select your next experience." The interface said simply. She forced her eyes to focus on the menu. After the barrage of immersive pleasure that the orb had just infl...

Ace in the Hole

by miss_apple_tart on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

It's been five long months since my boyfriend Oliver has been on tour and tonight was his first night back. His band Infinity was playing at this quaint little African Restaurant/club called The Blue Nile located in Minneapolis, and I was more than excited to meet him and the rest of the band there. I wanted to make sure he appreciated what he had missed t...

Adventures of Hollywood Jim Ch. 51

by hollywoodjim on Sep 18, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The lawsuit Marty O'Brien had filed against Artists Unlimited (or AU as we called it) and his former partner Chuck Tyler looked to be a nightmare. Chuck now ran AU but before they spilt their interests, they used East Coast Image for all their photo work. East Coast was founded by my close friend Chris, who'd generously, made me a partner. We'd been consider...

The Artist's Hands

by LavaIce on Jun 5, 2019
Anal

I don't normally take the bus, I used to think public transport was purely for the great unwashed, and perhaps I still think that. But beggars can't be choosers, so I get the bus, among the great unwashed. The rain is pelting against the windows, and even though its early afternoon, the sky is ominous. The seats are cheap plastic, look-a-like leather, and...