Two years ago that scrawny shit Kevin raped my sister. He is a blond soft-spoken shortie, effeminate and timid, but with women he's entirely different. He was wearing a mask, but she was able to easily recognize him. He hit her a few times until she was too scared to resist, then tied her hands behind her back and raped her repeatedly, and when he was done,...
(Author's note: This story features willing cuckoldry, breeding, inferiority complex, cuckold chastity and an age gap. If any of these fetishes do not float your boat, please feel free to click away. You have been forewarned! Advanced vocabulary has been intentionally used here to complement the historical setting. It is not meant to be condescending. Th...
************** Jeb Jameson had just received some interesting update calls. Carlos Harrera and Bradley Gilbert were both dead. This was unexpected news and somewhat worrisome, but only a tad. For some as of now unknown reason to Jeb, Brad had shot Carlos and then been shot in turn by Harrera's security right after one of the rogue agents had been assassina...
Author's note: I'm sorry that it took such a long time for me to post another chapter to my story. I have several reasons for this. The first is that I accidentally deleted my notes on the story so there may be some inconsistencies with the previous chapters, I was careful but I may have missed something. The second was that I joined the US Air Force as a tr...
Though Malcolm generally presented himself as a straitlaced man with a collected manner, he had proven himself more than capable of enjoying the great outdoors. As good as he looked in one of his suits, there was an appeal to seeing him in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants, his muscles flexing under the material. He'd suggested a camping trip, producing a pai...
*************** Jim - I was in a meeting with several old friends and one new one, in a hotel room in Paris. Yet another 5 star hotel and yet again Grayson and his entourage - and my wife - were in a palatial suite several floors above my own more modest room. My new friend was Jean-Marc Rousseau and I think he worked for DGSE. The French equivalent t...
ENTERING THE BLACK SEA Isonash "Iso" Harada was used to being invisible. He was, after all, three-quarters Ainu. The Ainu were an ancient people, the aboriginal population of the northern Japanese island of Hokkaido, although they may also be found in Mongolia, Siberia and the Russian peninsula of Kamchatka. Unlike the Japanese, the Ainu sported white skin,...
WARNING... This is an "Erotic" Science Fantasy story. If you are offended by commonly used sexual words and graphic descriptions of various sexual acts then stop reading this now. There are countless Alternative Universes, ranging from ones that are almost indistinguishable from our own, to ones that are totally unrecognisable from our own. Somewhere/time...
Qasim glanced from the scroll he was studying and at the desk beside him. Sprawled across it, like an ungainly mop of scales and fur, was his draconic companion, T'ien Lung Hua Ling, the Celestial Dragon of the Magnificat Dawn. He was snoring and beginning to drool on an illustration that their instructor had claimed was the diagram of the Five Most Ordered...
One thing that was very seldom seen in the back room of a coffee shop was a chair. The only chairs in a coffee shop were in the break room or in the front of the shop. On the provided cafe tables and couches, the customers could enjoy the wares of the coffee shop while reading a newspaper, if this was the eighties. And yet there it was. A chair in the back...