I am Lord. I am the savior of this universe but they do not understand yet. These worthless heroes fight everyday against both men and women who truly understand the world. Of course, some may pursue more chaotic desires. But some, like me, truly wish to make a difference even if it means tearing apart everything they “love”. Who is they? Those “heroes” ever...
Michael looked across the room at Diane. Her eyes reflected her uncertainty as he crossed to stand in arm's reach of her. She watched his movements, fighting down her urge to flee. His hands came up and brushed her; chilling and electrifying her at once. He leaned toward her neck, causing her to instinctively tilt her head so as to expose a greater area to h...
Sharon Osbourne started selling high end real estate in the Platinum Triangle... as its called... Beverly Hills, Holmby Hills and Bel Air... a few years ago, as a side project. She enjoys it. She also has made a lot of money off of it. Sharon does enjoy the green. It makes her wet. I was in the market for a new pad, a bigger one, so I decided to give her a...
Cortana could feel her heart thumping as the automated taxi pulled to the place where she was meeting Locke. A part of her knew that she was playing with fire and potentially making a fatal mistake with her relationship with John. Relax, Cortana told herself. It's just a few drinks. Of course, it wasn't just drinks. Cortana could not even make herself be...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group,...
"It's like I'm sliding sideways through time and space," Quentin explained. Vivienne nodded encouragingly. "You might have seen that movie Sliding Doors with Gwyneth Paltrow," he continued. "Maybe, in this continuum, it stars Renee Zellweger." "I'm sure it was Uma Thurman." "Whoever." Quentin took another sip from his beer. "Sliding sideways, she was. O...
Harry's notes: chapter 12. The last in this book save for an epilogue and some notes I made for myself, yeah, you too, but mostly me to explain to myself the possible existence of the race of Fay, enough. *sigh* This one will rip your balls off, twist your tits, break your heart, make you wonder what the next book will bring or I will have failed and you lo...
If gentle femdom, crossdressing, strapon and male-male sex isn't to your taste, please back out and try one of my other stories. And let's imagine this is set in a world where unprotected sex is safe. ********** It was looking to be a glorious day. Marion and I were on vacation in the tropics at a five star resort. We started the day with Marion touching u...
It is a late Friday evening, you are working late on some project for you employer and sighing because you want to be home with your sexy wife. You know the kids are off with their grandparents for a long weekend and you sigh, leaning back in your chair. You feel arms slipping around you and you look up startled and smile as you see me looking down at you w...
I sat at home, bored, watching some dull sports show, sprawled across the couch. So far my day had been exceedingly dull... work, break, more work, lunch, more work, head home.. nothing at home but the TV. I let out a hefty sigh, wishing my wife would hurry up and get home. At least then I could have conversation while being bored enough to start digging my...