A great banner fluttered in the smoky battlefield, a black crescent moon with a rich violet backdrop marking its heraldry. Accompanying the sound of billowing cloth, was also the crackle of fire and the cries of the dying. War had come to Camelot. Morgana strut among the dead, back to her command tent as her warriors went about burning the dead and dying. T...
"I just know everyone is going to ask me how I knew I could send James up the Infant Tree. Cool name for that cave etching to Heaven if I do say so myself." Cameron Scott laughs as he navigates his flight through the cavern far ahead of the oncoming Ganthorian ship the X'Orr, "The truth is...I didn't. Something within me just knew that it was the right thing...
"OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! FUCK ME JAMES. TEAR MY PUSSY UP." "I'm trying. Stop making me deaf." Elder James Ian Pryce, age almost 33 in an hour plus wheezes as Sophia Ridge rides his beast. He knew his life was almost over. At least Orin Ridge couldn't sacrifice him in the Tempora Grotto. His biggest worry now was how Orin would abuse his younger self a few rooms...
Chapter 4 -- A New Normal The next few weeks were quite overwhelming for Dave and Maddie, as well as for Cindy. In spite of all the insane events of the weekend, Cindy was still a freshman at Georgia Tech with professors to please and classes to pass. She was brilliant in her own right, of course, but it was still an adjustment for her with the revelation o...
Hey all! Annabelle here with the latest chapter! If you are new to the story, I recommend starting at the beginning. Also, I read every comment, and I love how much support this website keeps giving me. Keep leaving me those reviews and ratings and I will keep writing this series! ***** Firing Squad "Ow, fuck!" Mike winced as Naia inspected the large b...
Mrs. Kaminski had a huge bush. I realize it was a different time, but the thatch of hair camouflaging that pussy was substantial even by 1979 standards. Even though I fully expected some such situation, when I finally managed to get her shorts down over her broad ass and large, sturdy thighs, the great tufts of pubic hair sprouting out either side of the cro...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip -- California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in the order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis...
Ever wonder what your Ancestors were like? Were they good people? We all probably consider that they are just as good as we try to be. Were they bad people? It's a safe bet that there are always a few skeletons in the closet. Attic. Basement. Backyard. None of us truly know. Some of us wish we did. For James Ian Pryce he's been given the opportunity. Body su...
Our story begins in an affluent community of Connecticut. A town of upper middle class families whose husbands earned salaries that allowed wives to remain at home often with too much time on their hands. Dominic and Theresa Scalia had moved to the area from California three years ago. Dominic had purchased the major banking institution in town and was opera...
She spent the better part of the hour running her fingers over the top of the envelope, feeling the rough edge scrape her fingers over and over.It was an envelope he'd licked; an envelope he'd stuffed just as surely as one day he would lick and stuff her. He'd eve promised to send her one of his manuscripts. Heart pounding, breath ragged, she could no longer...