An abrasive train whistle cuts through your gentle sleep. As you groggily open your eyes, you see the familiar antique decor of your private train compartment. The bench across from you is empty. You sigh: it's been a while since you've had any kind of company, human or otherwise. Hopefully, those administrative privileges and the sexual endurance pill the p...
Stepping through the front door of the shared lair of the Brotherhood of mutants, Mystique stepped through the door first, sulking with the rest of her teammates following her inside. She was depressed, incredibly so. Her head hung low that her red flowing hair obscured her face and shoulders as she sluggishly made her way inside. Her white silk dress draggi...
Susan Storm-Richards floated in the Negative Zone, her communicator was totally busted. "Why did I not listen to Reed, I shouldn't have come here alone." She had responded to a signal from Rosetta Stone, a high ranking political figure in Shadow City, one of the many places in the Negative Zone that the Fantastic Four had visited. Now here she was...
In orbit over Etheria. Hordak stood on the command deck of the Horde Space Cruiser looking down at the planet, Catra and Shadow-Weaver stood behind him. In front of them a young man in a Horde Space fleet uniform approached them. “Ah Lord Hordak,” The man saluted and handed a message disk to Hordac, “Here are your orders from Horde Prime himself. I have been...
"Damn, Beren, is every woman from Turkey this bossy or is it just you?" said Jabir "Jay" Akwasi as he looked at me hauntingly. The six-foot-one, handsome biracial stud looked good enough to eat as he lay on the bed, his hands and feet bound by silken scarves, his golden brown body shining in my dimly lit bedroom. Jabir is so tall, muscular and strongly built...
In the center of a dark warehouse, five men stood around a table lit by an overhead lamp. Four of the men wore black business suits, the head of an up and coming crime boss in New York with his three bodyguards looking over the goods presented on the table. Across from the table was a man wearing a full body hazmat suit, a representative of Advanced Idea Mec...
My wife Jenny arrives home early on Friday night. I had taken the afternoon off and am in the midst of preparing dinner. I am wearing only a pair of boxer shorts and bending forward to place the crown roast of lamb in the oven when she walks in the door. She drops her keys and purse on the kitchen table for me to put away. She stepped towards me and playfull...
Author's note: Hi guys. I've been a huge fan of this site and its brilliant authors and enjoyed the stories for many years. I really feel like trying something on my own. This is the first story I've ever written like this. Positive criticism will really help. About the story, it is mostly fictional created by some ideas from some real life experiences of mi...
Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It is not real. It did not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such. Oh, Captain! Part 2 Starring Brie Larson & Scarlett Johansson Codes: Cons, MFF, Anal, Femdom, Oral, Titty-Fuck ****** Jim would never forget the night of the Captain Marvel premiere. Brie and Gemma had taken him back to their hotel and...
My last good lay, Maher Osman is a strong man in every sense of the term. Six-foot-three, lean and athletic, with dark brown skin, curly Black hair and light brown eyes, this Djibouti-born stud attracts the female gaze everywhere he goes. The first time I actually laid eyes on him, I was walking through the world-famous Nicollet Mall in downtown Minneapolis,...