Michelle was a sweetheart of a girl. She was pretty, well groomed, with long blonde hair, blue/green eyes, and a smile that could melt the hardest heart. Her blonde hair was a real blonde, coming from a nearly pure Scandinavian lineage. The girl was a beauty. She had the great body that often comes effortlessly to a woman of twenty-two years of age. She had...
Synchronistic rescue by soul mates leads to sacred sex. This is a work of fiction, a fantasy, written as a way of exploring some possibilities of synchronicity as well as psychic and sacred sexuality. This story is hard to characterize. It clearly fits in Mature, Erotic Couplings, First Time - several times over, Romance and even a unique form of Group Sex...
Chapter Six Breakthrough! It was close to 1:00 in the morning, the same evening. It was late. Everyone was tired, but no one seemed ready to go to bed. Mary, Fletcher and Sorrel were all sitting in the living room. The television was on, but there wasn't much to watch, even with satellite TV. Fletcher had a pretty good home library, but as yet Sorrel knew...
There is a certain type of girl out there. One who is pure, innocent and utterly sincere. While she appears deliciously sultry, she has never been seen without her clothes - not by a male. As a stunning, newly-developed eighteen year old, no man or boy has laid eyes upon the succulent tips of her soft, ripe boobs - her beautiful blossoms bursting forward fr...
"This is not happening..." Leanna thought to herself. Just two days ago she had arrived in the desert city of Zariff to take a vacation that her family insisted that she take. It was a charming city, and Leanna had been having a good time until she was drugged and kidnapped by a slaver. She was brought back from her reverie by a shout. "Get up!" one of the...
Chapter 1: I am courted The magistrate stared at me and I lowered my eyes, hoping that my welling tears would plead my innocence. "Mary Roper," he said at last, "you are accused of the crime of murder, what do you have to say?" "I am innocent, sir. Mr Chandler was a good master. I would never hurt Mr Chandler." "The defendant will be held in custody while...
Roy Harper entered his dilapidated apartment, frustrated. Damn that Oliver Queen, continuing to treat him like a child, when the billionaire himself rarely behaved like an adult. Roy wasn't Speedy, Green Arrow's sidekick anymore. He was Arsenal, his own man. He had proved his worth time and time again, with the Titans, the Outsiders, and the Justice League!...
It was far too hot to be sitting outside to wait. Early August is not the best time of year to be visiting Grand Cayman, but needs must when you're visiting on business rather than pleasure. Actually, that wasn't quite true either... it was going to be a pure pleasure indeed when this long outstanding business matter was completed for good... hopefully soon....
Beneath the unending circle of the white harvest moon, a ring of highland sandstone sentinels stand guard over a platform of sacrifice. Crystal stars cut through the sky like a swath of iridescence that shines down upon the land with a cold, unearthly light. The chilled air of autumn whistles through the fields of grass, the sea sweeping across the dry land...
The next day, Lisa didn't show up at the beach. I looked out. The thronging sun worshippers and surfers were invisible to me. I only saw empty sands and heard the ocean laughing at me. I was paralysed by the fear that I would never see again. I didn't sleep a wink that night. Just after 10 a.m. the next morning, I was running down the beach trying to gather...