The group had been adventuring for the past few days in the mysterious woods. Not much in the ways of the warlock had been seen. As dusk approached on the fourth day, the group stopped to set up camp. The elven druid, Mylana, approached the leader of the group, Darin. "We have been traveling with not much in the way of clues. Perhaps we can find some deniz...
Mark had always thought of himself as an average, horny, heterosexual male, however his present predicament had turned the order of his universe upside down. Mark and his wife Linda, had been married for about 10 years. They had a very active sex life, which could be attributed to the variety of sexual encounters that they both shared and enjoyed immensely....
For the guys who seem to dislike Queen English (hence many assumed misspellings for US readers) and those hating to see a white woman being fucked by some colored man, harsh : better stop reading my stories as it's one of the writer's fetishes! For less limited people, Hindi people from the North of India are of the same origin (Aryans) as most European an...
Apologies for making another story. I lost my previous credentials so I cannot continue the previous story. Without further ado, lets proceed... Continuing from: You gasp... There you were, pressed up against the wall and being railed in the ass by this mysterious black woman. Even though it seemed there was no way it could've gotten worse, it had. Your frie...
Steph was one of the first people to the arena where Guns N Roses would be playing. A hardcore Guns N Roses fan, she could not wait to see them, and as a guitarist herself, Steph could not wait to see Buckethead, one of the bands three guitarists. She had been obsessed with him since forever, and was ecstatic to the fact that he was now a member of her favor...
It had been quite some time since the third mysterious photo arrived in my mailbox, so I was quite surprised to return from work and find yet another manila envelope bearing a cancellation mark from Milwaukee. I purposely waited until after dinner before sitting in my small office to open the envelope. Inside was yet another five-by-seven photograph, with...
A knock on the door was all it took to startle her. Her eyes widened as the roses on her cheeks blossomed from her own embarrassment. As if a dirty little secret had been exposed to the world. Franticly she pulled herself together, pulling up her cute little cotton panties hidden underneath her boyfriends large and long football shirt and scuttled across the...
She never sees. Each time her lover blindfolds her a block away. She never sees to which nondescript brick industrial building he takes her. She never sees the stairs down which he leads her, nor the door through which they pass. She never sees whose voice it is that greets them. She never sees the giggling young women who help her from her clothes, each and...
With the gentlest of fingers, he parts the petals of her love flower. In the moonlight it looks especially alluring, with its delicate folds and mysterious intricacies that surround the darkened little tunnel. As always, he feels a little pang of guilt - as though he is some rough intruder at the gates of heavenly perfection, or a violator of a most sacred s...
DCP Ruchira. Next day the papers' headlines were screaming" Gang Don grotesquely injured by mysterious assassin!?" "Two gang henchmen injured at Mumbai suburb swimming pool under mysterious circumstances!" Rumours swirled around: the grapevine buzzed asto which exact gang was targeting which other gang members and Dons. I received a phone call" This is Ruch...