I'm sitting in my little Zodiac inflatable, puttering through the anchorage off the town of Avalon, California, and it all looks so familiar to me -- yet kind of far away, too. The sharply sloping beach is not quite a hundred feet away as I slip through the anchorage, the old casino still majestically presides over the harbor, and the rocky sea wall is as it...
Somehow he knew the phone was about to ring. He wasn't certain how he developed the sense, if it could even be called that. Sometimes he chalked it up to being a creature of habit or being predictable himself, but despite that he couldn't deny the peculiar sense he felt, one of a heightened awareness or keen acuity when he knew the phone was about to ring....
Author's note: The universe/world this story is set in was not of my own invention. It was originally created by an author known as "cuteycindyhoney" on another website dedicated to Futanari erotica. For those who don't know, futanari (also known as "futa") are fully-formed hermaphrodites. I initially wrote this story as part of a contest, with CCH's permiss...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. Author's Note: Welcome to the second, much more eventful chapter of mummified remains! Like I warned previously, this story has heavy futanari themes, so if that isn't your thing, I'd turn back now. As always, I love receiving feedback from you guys whether it...
The ocean glimmers in a myriad of soft reflective pastels as the tiny sounds it intimately holds are engulfed completely by the more robust waves reminding the shoreline that nothing is truly solid forever. The nautical conglomerate, so easily swayed by the pull of the moon and the warmth of prevailing winds, redefines itself, and all it's contents, with eve...
Having grown up in Southeast Florida, the city of Fort Lauderdale to be more specific, I have always been around boats. My dad served in the Pacific during World War II. During a voyage from Norfolk, Virginia through the Panama Canal and onward to San Diego in 1942 his ship put in to Port Everglades to re-fuel. During a brief liberty he visited Fort Lauder...
Kindhearted and giving Farida was certainly not, thought Teti, for the thousandth time wondering how to make his beloved cousin open his eyes and see the woman that he loved so dearly for what she really was. A venomous and vengeful snake, ruthless, merciless, and pitiless backstabber would be more appropriate descriptions of his cousin's wife. Spiteful and...
Author's Note: If you're still following the story, thank you. I realize that this part of it will be very polarizing for some of the people that have faithfully followed the last few chapters. Like always, there is a method to the madness, I am not altering the character, as I said before a lot of the events are inspired on real life events, not just from m...
Seems like this has enough interest that I wanted to give it another chapter before I bounced around to anything else. Yes, new readers: I bounce from series to series. I also try to keep my series open-ended, so if you're frustrated when a series "doesn't finish" please understand I'm not likely to reach for an ending with a bow on it. Hope you're good with...
Author's Note: It is highly recommended that before you read this installment that you review the first chapter of THE WHITE GIRL to better understand the characters, their situation and the surprise ending. ***** Finishing their transaction at the grocery store the committed pair paid for their cigarettes and quickly exited the establishment. Heading back...