This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein a young man teaches the mother of his girlfriend a few manners while enjoying a few adventures - sexual and otherwise - along the way. Here we meet our hero, James Masterson. He's a handsome young devil with an eye on the ladies - of all ages, from eighteen to - well, you'll see. He's smart, confident and well-...
Jesse Benson had been up getting ready long before the rest of the household. After yesterday's pool party he had time to think about his future. First thing, he needed to keep his promise to his Father. His grades would step up. He would toe the line the remainder of the year. Graduation wasn't that far off. Secondly, He had a bone to pick with his so-cal...
Big black transsexual women are truly beautiful. And the big and sexy bisexual and heterosexual men who love us are truly wonderful. I ought to know, I'm one of these magnificent black transsexual ladies. My name is Amanda Joan Baxter, friends call me A.J. I'm a big and tall, big-breasted, wide-hipped and fat-bottomed, pretty-faced young black transsexual wo...
(All characters participating in sexual activity are age 18 or over.) This chapter is a repost, it has been edited and has undergone very minor rewrites for style and flow. Nothing in the story has been changed. ***** Halloween Special, 2017 Mrs. Veronica Hudson stood in front of her bathroom mirror as she made some adjustments to her rather 'incredible'...
The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by Paramount Pictures. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this story. Written f...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part...
The Edge. That's what I call it. The Endless Darkness. The Point of No Return. Death. The one thing no living thing cannot escape. In my pride, I thought I could do the impossible. Now, I know better. Life has humbled me. My name is Thor Voltaire. A tall, good-looking man with dark brown skin, long black hair and pale golden eyes. A superman who once tried t...
How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table...
Smiling with utmost satisfaction, I licked my lips, tasting the last droplets of Esther Rosenberg's blood before dropping her corpse unceremoniously on the ground. At last, the Huntress is no more. And vampires and Hunters far and wide will know that I, Hanna Ismail is the one who brought her down. I looked at Esther Rosenberg one last time before disposing...
* * * * * * * * * * A paranoid, altogether arrogant Gold Dragon Whelpling. A bold, courageous and steadfast warhorse with hooves hard enough to crumble anything they struck to powder. A keen-eyed and buxom Ogre Ranger who was vividly aimed with her elegant bow. A keen-minded and not-so-buxom Wizardess, star-crossed and infatuated, her large brain fill...