The Throne was ancient. Just how old it was, was beyond memory, even racial memory. It was of a dark wood bound on both sides by iron and bolted together by glass nuts and bolts. The right hand side was straight and level, while the left arched up over the seat back at a forty-five degree angle. A rust colored fur pelt lay draped over the center and on it s...
Her hands hurt; of that much she was sure. She looked at her fingers, and the joints in her hands now came to her as the roots of a gnarled oak might - if pushing up through the dry grass of late summer. "Can this be me," she gulped, the sight tearing at her mastery of the moment. "These can't be my hands...can they?" Yet, when she moved her fingers she fe...
The two men were standing on the beach, gazing out to sea. One threw pebbles and the other sketched the ocean and setting sun in charcoal. Mana watched them, hiding behind a large rock near a cave only a few dolphin lengths away. She had watched them arrive at the deserted beach, walking from the large square box her father had called a castle. It had high r...
This is not really a story, it is more of a report. All information is as accurate as I remember it. No personal information will be provided. *** Me and my girlfriend took a trip to the south of France in the summer of 2017, and I decided to include a visit to the Cartier Naturist of Cap d'Agde to our route, because I had read (and seen a lot of videos) a...
Note: this story takes place after the events in the story "The Color of Air." While this story should stand on its own, the previous story has the details on how Captain Drake and Color Of Air began their partnership. +++++ "Welcome, Captain Drake. Our most private seaside room, as you requested." The hostess unlocked the door to the bungalow and bowed, l...
Harry's notes, Ad Primus Rem: This preface is intended to explain the origin of Fay life on Earth and their presence in North America. Also, it foreshadows the conflict that begins in later chapters, 100 years earlier. They are not mythical magic entities, but an alien race that came to settle (or flee persecution) in the far distant past. Let me know what y...
Clarke Hendrix picked the least hospitable spot to spend his summer vacation. Vacation was putting a kind veneer on the tasks at hand however. This was work for his research project and if he didn't come home with results, his funding was going to dry up. When he'd been safe, dry and warm in his office on the Fresno State campus, the trip to explore Scotland...
The sun was setting in the horizon and it was time to have a cheer, thus the crew took a trip to a rough inn along a tropical coast that was owned by a fun-loving and yet dangerous pirate captain named Captain "Parrot Charmer" Knuckles where pirates come to relax and recount stories and legends from their days at sea. "What're ye on about, Poop Deck Nadine?...
As the moon cycled through the winter season, especially on those days when snowstorms kept the villagers shivering inside their shelters and unable to venture out into the deadly cold, Ivory often returned to her memories of Glade. The shaman's apprentice remembered her not only as a lover, but also as the woman revealed to her by the stories she'd told her...
In his new room, Adonis was having the time of his life. Bedding Cleta couldn't have been easier for him, not needing to say more than a few words to her before he had his cock jammed down her throat. At the moment, Adonis was having her in the same position while working her mammaries breasts up and down and side to side, grinding her voluminous tits around...