Jaimie Alexander Stories

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Brotherly Love Ch. 04

by Myalyn on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

"Ow, Mark, you're hurting me." I tried to pull my arms free but it was useless. He was holding on to me as if for dear life. I twisted my arms to get free but only succeeded in hurting myself more. "Mark, let me go!" I demanded. Mark's eyes burned into mine. He was pissed. I had no idea what to do. I'd been mean to him, yes, but it wasn't like I'd ripped hi...

Brotherly Love Ch. 09

by Myalyn on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

I awoke in a jail cell. My head was pounding and I was still handcuffed. I was laying on my side on a mattress that had a faint odour of urine. Sitting up slowly, I looked around to see if anyone else was in the cell with me or if anyone was outside my cell waiting for me. Nobody. I was completely alone from what I could tell. Suddenly I remembered the no...

The Devil in Her Pt. 01

by BarryCKretive on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

The fuzziness of her dreams began to wash away as the sunlight filtering in from the partially shuttered blinds began to pound through her eyelids. Angie slowly rolled away from the light and struggled to pull the room into focus as the dew cleared away from her opening eyes. The sights were familiar and comforting. Portraits of her family and friends hung o...

The Ballad of Jaimie and Vera Ch. 10

by AwkwardMD on Sep 14, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

"This is gonna be a great," Vera exclaims as she carries out the last of our bags. My agreeing grin is a mile wide. It's been so long since we had the chance to get out for more than one night. Although being a stay at home mom is incredibly rewarding, there's only so much one woman can take before she needs a break. I'm knee deep in repacking all the bags s...

What's Love Got To Do With It? Ch. 05

by jessikab on Mar 30, 2020
Fetish

The boys couldn't have been gone more than 5 minutes before the doorbell went. I hadn't even had the time for a cup of tea, but walked carefully to my room preserving my boyfriend's treat in my panties and sent my dishevelled, spunk-spattered flatmate to the door in nothing but panties and a T-shirt. I too was a cum-covered mess: it was in my hair, my mouth...

Blood & Magic Ch. 14

by bbettyblambabam on Jun 4, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The candles on Lauren's dining room table were lit. She had rice and broccoli on two separate plates, an open space left for the salmon that had a few more minutes to cook. She checked it once more before closing the oven and running to her bedroom in just her stockings, garter belt and mesh black panties with red lace trim designed to look like roses. Her l...

Orphan Ch. 09

by Vjax on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

Chapter 9 Alexander watched as Brad, three other men and two women sparred in a clearing not too far from the Alpha's house. He had woken before Jenabel. Fighting the desire to stay ensconced in the warm bed with her, he had risen quietly and dressed in a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt. The sun was just beginning to break the horizon as he walked up the...

Orphan Ch. 06

by Vjax on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

Thanks for all the great feedback, I'm glad that everyone is enjoying the story. A red haze clouded Alexander's vision. Looking down at the man who had dared lay hands on his Jenabel. That he had brought her fear only deepened the crimson shroud of rage that hung heavily over Alexander. He saw everything about his prey, the minute details that allowed Ale...

Hellfire - Inner Circle Ch. 06

by Venus444 on Aug 7, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Chapter 6-Five in One With all of his pieces in play, Alexander made some final checks on the key piece in his plan to recruit and indoctrinate young mutant girls into loyal Hellfire soldiers. He went back to his old stomping grounds, the former Xavier Mansion in Greymalkin that he hadn't been to since his parents died. Though, he supposed it was the Xavie...

Orphan Ch. 10

by Vjax on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

Errant flakes of snow landed against his skin, each eliciting a plaintive cry that seemed to be echoed back as the frenetic motion continued to bounce him about in whatever he was being carried in. His eyes couldn't focus correctly, they processed only a repetitive cycle of diffuse orange blurs interspersed with utter blackness. There was no cognizant thou...