I eyed the rows of passengers warily as my wife and I boarded the tour bus. Sure enough, we had botched it by being late and there wasn't a spot where two people could sit together. There he was, though, fifth row. Anton. He had one seat reserved with his backpack. Of course my wife, Natasha, sat with him. Damn. The feeling in the pit of my stomach was uncom...
Christmas 2006 had passed in the most erotic fashion imaginable (please read previous stories) and on this mild Spring evening I had at last slept with my ex client, the very Turkish Kamile Ferrer, sister-in-law to my very first-ever lover. Sleep would be the inappropriate term since I was exposed to some of the kinkiest sex in my life. So much so that, I be...
Copyright Warning! You can read this story, print it, save it to disk, email it to friends, I don’t have a problem. But if it is to be reproduces and distributed for business purposes, kindly email me for permission. ***** A little background to our story … Her name was Julia Stark and she was the teenage daughter of Edward Stark, the famous oil painter...
This is the final chapter of A Taste of Slavery, sort of. I'm sure the characters will appear elsewhere at some time, as long as I keep writing BDSM. There is a bit of explanation at the end which I think is enlightening, talking about my writing process somewhat. I think you'll enjoy it. This chapter contains, oral, anal, lesbian, interracial and group sex....
You know something is up, but you don't know what or why? The question you must ask yourself is do you really want to know. My wife of twenty years a mother of three grown children that were in grade ten to twelve had texted me while I was working asking a simple question. It was how soon can you come home? I responded to ask why? She came back with we need...
Alyssa glanced around the Ashanath Command Web over Ularean's shoulder, feeling overwhelmed with relief. She tried to contact John to let him know she was safe, but she was unable to reach him telepathically. *Are you alright, Alyssa? You seem very distressed,* Senior Councillor Ularean asked, awkwardly patting the radiant girl on the shoulder while trying...
Started in the early 1900’s as a subsidiary of Sears, Roebuck & Company, it’s original name meant, “American Company Marketing Everything”. Its first branded product was an “ACME American Wrought Anvil”. How it became “Ace Company Making Everything” is a tale, literally, of madness. Lloyd Christopher, an experimental genius, accidentally developed a new...
Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Angel or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This is a Parody. This story follows the character of Max Guevara (Jessica Alba) from the canceled TV show 'Dark Angel' Inspired by the German language story 'Dark Angel' started by MACC which you can find on Chyoo. -- Seattle, Washin...
Looking back a year ago, you never would have guessed you would end up here, on the Watchtower of the Justice League, awaiting your official admittance into the exclusive club of superheroes. Back then you were just a scientist working in the field of nanotechnology. Your lab was seeking to pioneer the field of medical nanobots; treating the untreatable. But...
My name is John Morgan and I'm the last man on Earth. A year ago, something happened. A plague, meteorite, killer goats, I don't know, I was fucking asleep in a country cabin when a damn chopper full of female soldiers came down and told me that I was urgently needed to save the world. Big honor, you might say. I call it the worst fucking wake up call I've...