*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Dennis Dumas fought hard to keep the annoyance out of his voice as he wished Babette Babineaux a good night. He double-checked the alarm, then locked the front door of DeGarde National Bank then hurried to his car. "Damned ignorant bitch," Dennis tho...
Hannah Cho couldn't quite believe what her friend telling her. Lying naked on her side just beyond the mirror glass separating the two girls, Erica Rivers told her story slowly, seeming to get a sexual charge out of the retelling. There was conflict, of course - the better angels and inner demons shouting each other down - but Erica continued on, explainin...
Author's note: This story is a sequel to Hate Me. * As usual Alex was filled with a mixture of emotions as she approached Nikita's HQ, but most notably fear and excitement. Fear that she would find the woman she loved dead or worse that she would lead their enemies to them and live just long enough to see Nikita die. But Alex was constantly haunted by th...
Author's Note: Okay, let's get back into this for reals this time. Warning: The following chapter is rated a sexy R and contains boobs, tits, forbidden fruit, lusty stares, venus envy, handsome ladies, sexy dudes, cheerleaders, stripping, job swaps, crossdressing, makeup, motivational speeches, body swaps, more boobs, jealous friends, amateur pole dancing,...
Disclaimer: I do not own The Gifted. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This fic takes place after Season 1 of The Gifted and contains a very minor spoiler, at least for that season. ***** Lorna Dane watched from the shadows as her friends slowly got up, collected themselves, and then finally left, all the while ignorin...
With the noise of the station around me I didn't hear him come up from behind, until I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and his voice in my ear, "Hello, Little One. Are you ready?" I shivered as I felt his warm breath of the back of my neck and the feeling of his strong hand snaking around my waist to pull me closer to him. Such a simple phras...
Author's Note I recently started a loose set of dystopian, near-future, speculative fiction stories in a series called 'Sara's Secret War'. The overall collection focuses on an all-female group of revolutionaries, as they take up arms in a fight against a corrupt and oppressive government. The first tale in the series, 'Sabine, Mother of the Revolution',...
I awoke in the little stables at the rear of my mistresses' house, and stretched out my ponyboy body on the straw where I slept, naked and without harness. Head Girl, my owners' other human animal, lay beside me facing away from me and breathing gently. It was another glorious day in the perpetual, magical summer of the elven world, and warmth and light stre...
Authors Note: This story continues the adventures of eighteen year old Marcia (nee Marcus) Cicero. The tale opens a week after the events related in "Carol's Gifts". Marcia has shown visible signs of blossoming in the wake of Mistress Carol's injection of powerful hormones and is anticipating returning to her school for the first time as a girl. To answer an...
The small but sturdy steel cart almost turned on it's side as Raspberry made the sharpest turn on the trail. Nick, like always, breathed an almost invisible sigh of relief, thankful that he wasn't thrown out. Raspberry was the absolute best pony girl he could have hoped for. Her powerful strides and devotion when under the reins, left him constantly in awe....