Tales of Carlitos, the Mexican Factory Worker Chapter 3: American Shamanism Carlos held a large coffee table book on Teotihuacán in his arm as he rang the apartment doorbell of his new friend and co-worker Paul. Teotihuacán, the Mexican archeological site that was home to the great pyramid of the sun and slightly smaller pyramid of the moon, was the forem...
Sitting inside the Harvard University library, Evan wondered for the thousandth time why the good Lord made him. Seriously. As a devout Christian, he never questioned the Will of Heaven. However, lately he'd become convinced that God sometimes made mistakes. And one of those mistakes was obviously Evan Blackstone. How else could he explain how he'd never onc...
My name is Stephen Prophet and I am a rather adventurous man who's led quite a life and has a fantastic story to tell. Though I may be young, I've lived quite a life. Academically, socially and sexually, I've often been known to push the envelope. In high school, I was the first Black male to become Valedictorian in decades. In college, I was the Class Presi...
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I have seen a lot of things in my life and I question what morality really is. Wanted to post my thoughts somewhere on this, and since it covers adult subjects I figure it might belong here on Lit. My first thought is, the normal ethics and morals of today's society has failed us. Plain and simple, they have become overly complicated, unrealistic to where no...
It was a warm Spring evening when Carla and I parked near the lake for a little time together. We had been together the entire senior year in college and would graduate in less than 6 weeks. Carla is a beautiful woman 5 ft 7 in with a nice figure. While she complains that her breasts are too small, I think they are great. Her blond hair and blue eyes make he...
{Queen Triada?} Came the elders' thoughts. {We had heard that you and your world had fallen.} {That was a falsehood. As you can tell I and my world are quite well. Thanks to Sam our triad is also whole again, Sam has already freed two of your corner worlds. I am hoping he can yours also.} Triada thought. {We will do all we can to help achieve this Queen Tr...
I will hand over the writing of part 3 to my slut hot wife, as most of what happens next is her recalling of the situation due to the fact I was not present for most of her sexual exhibitionism. *** My husband has already said in the first two chapters about my high sex drive and in his own words, my magnificent body. It may sound very arrogant but the fa...
Nyx Anansi: Slut, Spy, Assassin: The Queen's Command Nyx Anansi yawned and rolled out of bed, blinking the sleep out of her eyes. She threw on her uniform which consisted of a revealing black halter top, and tight, olive green shorts, which she camel-toed the hell out of. Not that that was a problem. After all, Nyx served as a one man/woman brothel for the...
Author's note: this story has been re-edited to bring it up to my current standards as part of an effort to make Ebooks. It features improved editing, grammar, punctuation, and also includes rewrites and expanded scenes where necessary. Please see my bio for more information. CHAPTER 1: U.F.O The alarm blared, the sound of boots hammering on the deck joini...